The Rotary Interact Daddy-Daughter Dance will be taking place on this Sunday from 2-4 P.M. The dance will be held at Kayhi in the commons. All the proceeds go to TAFCOM, a Tanzanian organization that facilitates community development projects.
The Ketchikan Public Health Center reported that the number of flu cases in Ketchikan has doubled from last year. Ketchikan High School Principal Bob Marshall is fully aware of the problem and wants to take care of it.
“Anytime a student misses class, there’s going to be things that they miss that could ultimately cause them to get behind and I know with the current flu, people are out for days.”
The Department of Health and Services has taken action and has spread awareness.
“The Ketchikan Public Health Center wanted to reach out to the school district about this year’s flu season, the number of confirmed flu cases have double from last year, the entire country is seeing increase cases of flu. It is so important to prevent the flu by vaccination, proper cough etiquette, hand hygiene, and stay home when ill.”
Alert! Alert! Guess what’s coming up y’all… BLACK FRIDAY, or should I say Black FriYAY. Now, you all know that I love to shop. It has gotten to the point where I am seriously considering adding Shopaholic to my name. You know how they say Christmas comes once a year well, I believe that it comes twice.
Black Friday is unbelievable. Everything is on sale and if you look close, that Versace Robe might be yours for just a couple of Benjis. Black Friday is somewhat a dangerous event. Relationships are broken, and I guarantee you that that isn’t the only thing broken. People get trampled over and some, well, they see it as a competitive sport.
No one, and I repeat NO ONE is your ally when it comes to Black Friday. Everyone wants the same items so you have to keep all the sales to yourself. I never thought I’d say this but, I would honestly sleep in a tent outside of a store if I knew they had an amazing sale on brand items. Trust me I’m not a fan of tents.
Even though I live in a small city, as soon as it’s Nov. 24, this girl is going online and is plugging in the numbers. Lord, I could go on and on about Black Friday. Who knows maybe I’ll name my future grandchildren after this holiday, after all aren’t names supposed to have a meaning. I have two tips on how to survive Black Friday.
One, don’t ever leave the house without your parents’ credit cards. Two, shop till you drop.
But sadly… we live in Ketchikan Alaska. There is no Versace. There is Salmon Landing, but is it even open?
I will likely just be at home in bed watching all the Black Friday commercials when the chaos starts and be depressed when it ends, knowing Black Friday is not for me. Yet…
There will be a day, who knows when that day will be, when college is over, college is paid off, I have a job, all that stuff, then I can officially become an adult when I can live this glorious holiday to the fullest.
Twas’ the night before Thanksgiving and everyone exits their schools. The leaves are gone and so are the ghouls. This is usually a special occasion and everyone should join. I should be eating some juicy pork tenderloin. My friends are all eating, but something is flawed. For I did not join them, and the same goes for my wrestling squad. I can’t even eat my own turkey, being cut with the knife. These are the troubles of a wrestling life.
This year is the last time I will ever have to uphold this horrible tradition. I really love eating food, especially this time of year. Wrestlers have a huge responsibility that no other athletes have to truly do, that being to watch our weight. I walk around at roughly 143 pounds but have to be under 139.
People tell me, “Why do you do this to yourself?” or “That’s unhealthy, stop it!” or even “Do you ever eat?” Yes I do eat, just not as much as you. Every year I do the exact same thing, so I know how I’m going to feel that weekend. My thanksgiving dinner consists of a handful of fruit and nut trail mix, a lemonade vitamin water, a couple slices of lunch meat, and half a bagel. That is indulging myself. I shouldn’t even have the bagel. That’s like a special treat to us wrestlers.
As soon as I eat this though, my wrestling coach, a.k.a my dad, tells me to go run tonight so I don’t become too fat. I run for roughly 45 minutes to lose probably just the lunch meat and the water. I feel guilty to walk around with the trail mix inside of me, but I know I will lose it in my sleep.
The next day, I wake up at around 7 being 140 and unsatisfied. Everyone else is still in bed with a food coma that I never got. I sit on the couch and with a protein bar in my left hand and a shot glass-sized cup of water in my right. I raise my right hand to the air and make a toast to myself and say, “Happy Thanksgiving”.
This year though will be slightly different. I will run with more energy, I will eat with pride. I won’t walk around guilty, and I will raise my toast knowing one thing and one thing only, there’s a last time for everything.
Every time I hear “Chasing Cars” by Snow Patrol I’m eight years old again, dancing around the kitchen on a Sunday morning while my mom cooks pancakes.
I’m not actually there. But the song just places me right back in that moment.
Everyone recalls memories by different things — sights, smells, sounds, even circumstances like deja vu.
I grew up listening and accidentally memorizing everything from Paul Simon to Kenny Chesney, all of which became a soundtrack to some of the more memorable moments of my childhood.
Uncle Kracker sang “Follow Me” as my friends and I went to lunch last week and we all found ourselves joining in because we knew the lyrics by heart. This song is definitely not on Pandora’s Today’s Top Hits, as it was released in the year we were born (2000). So how did we learn every word when we had no clue what, “swimming through our veins like fish in the sea” meant, especially as terrible twos?
Anyway, listening to that song took me back to driving out to Settler’s, stopping at Ward Cove Deli for bean and cheese burritos– the smell lingering in the hot car the whole drive out. Who knows if I would have remembered that day at the beach with my cousins had that song not attached itself?
I knew I would remember special moments in my life like my 16th birthday party or getting my first dog, but now, the only reason something sticks is because of a song. I have no other reason to file such insignificant moments in my life other than having music that goes with them.
Psychologists say your memories aren’t your memories unless they are from your point of view, otherwise you’re just remembering something someone else told you.
I think that’s why I enjoy music so much. It lets me be in the memory rather than recalling it; like one does when looking at pictures.
Adults always say that since I’m only 17, I don’t even have a fraction of the memories I will have in my life. And that’s true. But right now, I feel like I have a lifetime of them — and the playlists to prove it.
Ask me what I was doing three months ago, I would have no idea. Play my summer music, and I could tell you exactly what I was doing, who I was with, and my mood with each song that comes on.
If I want to throw it back to middle school, I’ll shuffle my 2013 playlist, blasting Ke$ha and Katy Perry on repeat. If I want to relive prom night, I’ll listen to Heartache on the Dancefloor by Jon Pardi. If I’m reminiscing the Watershed Festival, I’ll get in my car and listen to the entire Traveller album by Chris Stapleton.
If organized playlists aren’t enough, I also have a VSCO (basically an unpopular Instagram) that I post pictures on, captioning each one with a song. I have a song for every picture, a picture for every memory.
Pictures are great, diaries are great — but they don’t satisfy the feeling that music gives me. Now that my high school playlist is coming to an end, I can’t wait to see what my college soundtrack will be.
This week, Netflix is releasing the long anticipated season two of the hit show Stranger Things. On the big screen, Thor: Ragnarok will be hitting theaters all around the world on November 2nd. There was probably a time when the box office wouldn’t have paid much attention to the release of a show, but now streaming services like Netflix and Amazon are proving to be a threat to movie theaters everywhere. It’s no secret how popular streaming shows and movies have been in the last few years. Netflix has recorded $178 million in revenue in 2017 alone. Streaming services like Hulu, Amazon, and Netflix have made huge profits in the last year, while movie theaters across the country have steadily declined in attendance and revenue.
Junior Maya Parker said she doesn’t attend as many movies as she used too.
“I only go the movies about once every two months,” said Parker. “I used to go to the movies just about every week with my family, but now I watch everything at home on Netflix or Amazon Prime.”
Netflix started as a service that sent videos to customers in the mail in 1997. In 2007, It expanded to streaming movies and television shows online.
Kenny Gross, who is the corporate manager for Gross Alaska Theaters, believes Netflix has an impact on his annual revenue.
“Netflix obviously affects our income. It’s no secret that if someone could choose between paying to watch a movie in public, or watching one in the privacy of your own home, people are going to stay home,” said Gross. “I won’t disclose our total income to the public, but clearly we’re still around, so we can’t be doing too badly.”
Gross Alaska Theaters has three locations in total. One in Ketchikan and two in Juneau.
Candice Jenkins, who is the manager of the Ketchikan Gross Alaska Theater said that she has noticed a steady decline in the attendance in the last few years.
“I’ve worked for Gross Alaska for about five years now and I’ve certainly noticed a minor decrease in the attendance in the past few years,” said Jenkins. “No one’s done a survey or anything to really be sure if Netflix is really the cause, but I’m not sure what else would be.”
Brittany Slick & Keri Thomas
As a kid, you are told to never take candy from strangers, never go out after dark, and never use a knife that’s not a butter knife. All of these rules are thrown out the window on one specific day of the year – Halloween.
Halloween has some of the strangest traditions of any holiday, yet it is still one of the most popular holidays to partake in. But, why is that? Throughout the years, the customs have developed, now taking on new purposes and meanings. This has made the holiday less dark, and more enjoyable for all the candy-lovers and costume fanatics.
Then: According to Matt Soniak from MentalFloss.com, the tradition of carving Jack-O-Lanterns came from the old legend of Stingy Jack who, after a life of mischief, was punished by having to wander earth as a ghost. People would carve ugly faces in turnips to ward Jack away.
Now: Pumpkin carving today is seen as a fun, family event where kids carve cute faces into pumpkins and put them out as decoration.
Then: Wearing scary costumes on halloween came from the idea that on this night, dead spirits walked the earth. Dressing up was a way to disguise yourself so the ghosts wouldn’t bother you.
Now: Finding a Halloween costume every year now is a fun way to be creative or become one of your favorite movie characters.
Then: On Halloween night or All Souls Day, people believed souls would be wandering the earth before going to the afterlife. The tradition of setting out food for the spirits as they would travel through, turned into what we call Trick or Treating.
Now: Trick or Treating is the main event on Halloween night for kids; full of running around with friends to go get unnecessary amounts of candy from neighbors.
Then: Originally, a black cat was the symbol of the devil. Since cats were household pets, people started assuming the owner of a black cat to be a witch, which they used to help them perform black magic.
Now: Black cats are considered a sign of bad luck, but during Halloween they are used as decorations and banners as a symbol of this not-so-scary night.
Then: The traditional black and orange colors of Halloween came from the idea that October 31st marked the end of the autumn harvest (orange) and the beginning of a dark and cold winter (black).
Now: Although everything is still covered in these colors, nobody really remembers their origin. The colors just sort of stuck.
So why do we still include these crazy traditions in the 21st century? We, as a society, have monetized and commercialized the Halloween holiday, alike all others. The scaring is supposed to be thrilling. The haunted houses and costumes are supposed to be funny. When we carve pumpkins and light them, we aren’t thinking of it as warding off evil spirits. Like wrapping Christmas presents, their only purpose now is entertainment and decoration. We have turned a dark and scary day into a light-hearted parody of its past purpose, making it only more fun and entertaining to society.