Locally written ballet to make world premiere at Five Points

A new ballet featuring a score and choreography written by local artists will be performed this weekend in the Caterpillar Theatre at Five Points in Washington.

"The Changeless Mover" will make its world premiere at 7 p.m. Friday and Saturday, Oct. 11 and 12 by The Peoria Ballet. Tickets are $24 at the door, online at www.PeoriaBallet.com or by calling (309) 690-7990.

The ballet, written in five movements, depicts a tumultuous encounter between theologian and philosopher Thomas Aquinas and Faith, Reason and Motion, according to a news release from the Peoria Ballet.

The original score of what is being billed an "analog electronic and electro-acoustic ballet" was written by local musician James Marck. It was synthesized by the Suit & Tie Guy.

The role of Thomas Aquinas is being danced by Servy Gallardo, artistic director at the Peoria Ballet, in his first public lead dance performance in years. Gallardo, who has received international acclaim as a dancer and choreographer, is the original choreographer for "The Changeless Mover."

"We are thrilled to be bringing this exciting new ballet to the stage", said Melody Reynolds, Peoria Ballet's executive director. "Collaborating with local artists in the creation of this new ballet is a perfect fit to our mission of providing art that moves."

Marck, who earned his bachelor's degree in music composition from Bradley University in 2010, is director of music at Sacred Heart and St. Joseph's Catholic Churches in Peoria. He also is staff composer and bass for Acaharmodies, a multi-genre a capella group, and vice president of Dramatic Crossroads, a central Illinois-based operae company.

"The Changeless Mover" is his first dramatic composition.

Servy Gallardo, a native of Venezuela and a member of that country's National Ballet,received his training under the tutelage of his mother, Glenda Lucena, now a guest teacher for the Royal Ballet School, and his father at the Ballet Opera of Maracay, the conservatory of music of the state of Aragua, Venezuela.

Gallardo has danced as a principal dancer with many ballet companies including Cleveland San Jose, Sacramento Ballet, North Carolina Dance Theatre, and Chautauqua Ballet. Gallardo has taught dance at the North Carolina Dance Theatre, at Davidson College in Charlotte, N.C. and the Piedmont Dance Conservatory.

The Peoria Ballet's chief performance each year, "The Nutcracker," will be performed at the Peoria Civic Center Theatre on Dec. 14 and 15.

The Ballet's Spring Show will be "Cinderella," scheduled for April 11 and 12 at Five Points in Washington.

Frizzi: The Finger and the Ring

On Oct. 9, 2013, at 2:12 in the afternoon, my wife, Heddy and I will be married for 20 years. Being married to the same gal for 20 years is pretty rare these days. Then again, so is Heddy.

I love my wife. She's the only one I ever had. (For the record, I stole that line from Jack Benny's autobiography, "Sunday Nights at Seven".) I always liked the way that sounded.

I met my wife in 1990 when I stole her barstool. Back then, we didn't need websites. I was living in Dallas at the time and drove to Terre Haute, Ind., for a friend's wedding. I went to Indiana State University, alma mater of Larry Bird, which I believe is the actual name of the school.

This was a time when my college buddies were all getting married and I made a lot of trips from Dallas to Terre Haute. One of our "haunts" was an Irish corner bar named "Sonka". To attract the young and broke, "Sonka" had "Quarter Beer Night" on Thursdays. It was the cheap stuff, barely cold and served in a glass the size of a thimble, but it drew crowds.

I came off of I-70 after driving 10 hours straight. My throat was dusty and dry. With $3.50 worth of quarters, I was prepared for a night of thrifty quaffing.

I saw a friend of mine at the bar, talking to this girl. When she got up, I sat down and started talking to him. I pulled out a roll of quarters, cracked them open and ordered a few cups of beer.

As I did that, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw this girl. She said, "Hey! You're sitting in my barstool."

She had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen, with dark shoulder length curly hair and a slight smile that said "Get up from my barstool".

Well, my mom didn't raise me to be an idiot. And she did raise me to be a gentleman. So, I apologized profusely, wiped off my road grime with a bar napkin and offered her a quarter beer for her inconvenience. She seemed to like that.

It turns out Heddy worked with a couple of pals of mine at a TV station. She worked there part-time while studying for her Master's degree. When I went back to Terre Haute for another wedding, she was there as well. I sat there and listened to her talk and laugh and was just mesmerized. Heddy has the greatest laugh and a quick sense of humor. She was and still is the funniest gal I ever met.

It was love at first sight. There, I've gone and said it.

I then decided that I would ask her to be my date at the next wedding. But I asked her in a letter instead of calling her so that she wouldn't say "No" right away. I waited two weeks for her reply. Turns out, she was trying to decide whether to go with me to the wedding or go with her dad to see "Les Miserables". I was happy to have beaten out Victor Hugo for the affections of my lady fair.

So, our first date was at a wedding. Our first dance was to Patsy Cline's "Crazy".

Dating Heddy was expensive only because we lived 800 miles apart. Back then, phone companies charged for long distance calls. I flew up for her birthday, got a speeding ticket driving up for Valentine's Day and decided that if this relationship was to continue, something had to give. Heddy was born and raised in Peoria. It's her home, so I became a Peorian.

Our plans were just to live with each other. We didn't need the pomp and circumstance of a wedding or the need to put a hoop on each other's fingers. However, as the months passed, I realized that I really wanted to marry this gal.

How did I know? Just by simply holding her hand. The first time I held her hand, it just seemed like we fit.

This is how I proposed. Our washing machine broke down so we went to her parents' house. They were on vacation. It was a hot summer day.

Heddy was doing the laundry while I was sitting on the couch watching a ballgame and drinking one of her dad's import beers. She sat the basket of clothes down, sat next to me on the couch, took the bottle of beer, wiped her brow with the condensation and took a swig. As I looked at Heddy, I thought to myself, "Any woman who would voluntarily clean the crud out of my underwear is the woman I should marry". So I asked her if she would. She took another swig and asked me if I would. I said yes. As I say, my mom didn't raise me to be an idiot.

So, we skipped work and went to buy a ring. I told Heddy she should get whatever ring she wanted and she did. It was an Irish claddagh ring with a diamond the size of the tip of a needle. I told her she could do better but she is not a materialistic woman and got the ring that she wanted. As engagement rings go, it was extremely inexpensive. That was a good thing, since I was working at a radio station at the time. If you've ever worked at a radio or TV station, you know they tend to be low paying jobs. So, Heddy's ring, inexpensive as it was, actually did cost the recommended three month's salary.

Ever the hopeless romantic, I recommended we get married on Oct. 9 as it's also John Lennon's birthday. I took the idea from a friend of mine who got married on July 4, 1976, America's bicentennial, so he would never forget his wedding anniversary.

I never had any doubts that Heddy was the girl for me. The clincher was two weeks before the wedding, I almost cut off my finger. How? I was watching the baseball playoffs while chopping vegetables. Why was I chopping vegetables? I don't know since we were going to a dinner at the Hotel Pere Marquette that night.

Heddy wanted to take me to a quick care medical center but I refused and sent her to pick up some gauze and tape. About an hour later, my finger throbbing in pain, I changed my mind and off we went.

In those days, technology was advanced enough to where they made a TV small enough to fit the palm of your hand. I had one of those and took it to the medical center. As the doctor was stitching my finger, I was watching the game on my hand held TV. I looked up to see Heddy, with her jaw dropped in amazement that I was getting stitches in one hand while watching TV with the other. I figured she must really be smitten with me because she didn't run out of the place screaming. She even cut my roast beef for me at the dinner that night.

We decided to get married on Grandview Drive and had scouted out a quiet spot with a view of the Illinois River and free of sightseers. It was going to be a short ceremony. Heddy's Uncle Bob, a minister, would perform the "I do's".

We invited our guests to the reception, which would have an Oktoberfest theme, complete with "Oom-pah" music from Heddy's father's band. We chose the club, not necessarily because it was nestled in the woods among the autumn leaves or a great dance floor. The place had a nice bar and plenty of pool tables and dart boards to keep our buddies amused. We had a German restaurant cater the reception. Instead of wedding cake, we had strudel.

The Oktoberfest was all Heddy's idea and that worked for me. Here's an example of why she is the brains of the couple. Instead of napkins or matchbooks with our names and wedding date engraved on them, she ordered plastic beer mugs with our names and date printed on them. So, we gave our guests lovely parting gifts. To this day, people tell us that they still have their mugs.

The weather the previous three weekends was gorgeous. So, it would only make sense that it would rain the night before our wedding and we couldn't have it outside. So, we decided to go to the reception where our friends were waiting on us and surprise them with the ceremony.

Our plans were to simply get up, get dressed and drive to the club were thwarted by our friends. Let's call them "Tim" and "Fawn". Fawn insisted that it was bad luck for me to see the bride before the wedding. So she came over to our house to help Heddy get dressed and I went over to their house to get ready.

Before I left, Heddy told me she had put her ring in my travel bag. With that, Tim drove me to their home to get prepped.

Before I got dressed, I wanted to make sure I had the ring. I didn't. I couldn't find it. It wasn't in pockets. It wasn't in my shaving kit. It wasn't in my shoes or the compartments in my travel bag.

I did what any red blooded guy who was scant hours away from tying the knot would do.

I panicked.

I crawled into my travel bag and started to dig further. Meanwhile, Tim was ripping out the seats of his car.

It was no use. I had no ring. And I was forced to do the unthinkable.

I called Heddy and told her that I couldn't find the ring.

She didn't cry or go crazy. She went through the litany of "Did you check here? Did you check there?"

Then, Fawn took the phone.

"Go buy another ring."

Now? It was crunch time. I didn't know her ring size. I don't think she did either. And I knew we didn't have one of those ring measuring tubes found in jewelry stores in our junk drawer at home.

I'd have to improvise. What will it be? A beer tab? A twist tie? Perhaps I could fake putting on a ring. Besides, she'd be wearing her engagement ring. Nobody would be any of the wiser.

The reason we were having a simple wedding in the first place was because we both had attended and had been in weddings where everything that could go wrong, did. I've personally seen elaborate, expensive ceremonies, meticulously planned, quickly unravel before the sobbing bride's eyes.

Why should my wedding be any different?

So, I took a shower. Then, I went to my travel bag to get my underwear. And as I pulled my briefs from the bag, out of the porthole fell the ring. It bounced twice on the bed and laid there.

This set the tone for the rest of the day. Tim and I were laughing as he cracked open a bottle of Scotch. A half hour or so later, Fawn called to remind us that we were running very, very late.

Tim and I were still laughing by the time we reached the club. Our guests thought we were already married. So, they tapped the keg and filled their complimentary beer mugs. I was handed one and saw that someone had also handed one to Heddy. She looked beautiful, in a simple ivory dress bought off the rack. We met and shook hands.

But we still weren't married. And I was anxious to put Heddy's wedding ring on her finger so that it would not be lost again. I asked the DJ for his microphone and thanked everyone for coming and please give us just a moment.

Then, I put the mike down, took a gulp of my beer, walked up to Heddy and got married.

Occasionally, someone who I don't know will come up to us and Heddy will remind me that they were at our wedding. I don't remember anything about our wedding except that I never laughed so hard or had a better time in my life. And that's the way it should be.

Why has our marriage been successful? It's very simple. Of course, we love each other, but we also genuinely like each other. I would rather spend time with Heddy than I would anyone else on the planet. We also have the utmost respect for other. We're a team. And we always say "please" and "thank you" when one does something for the other.

The time went too fast. It doesn't seem that long ago that we got what we call, "good and married". When we celebrated our second wedding anniversary, we laughed because when someone asked us how long we'd been married, we could honestly say, "Years!".

Our nieces and nephews, just babies when they attended our wedding, are now grown with kids of their own. Our best anniversary was when we went to our niece's wedding. Heddy and I are now one of the older couples you see sitting at weddings.

We're a little older, a little wiser, but still very much in love, holding the hands that still fit.

Cat maintains dividend; earnings report Oct. 23

Caterpillar Inc. will maintain its quarterly cash dividend of 60 cents per share of common stock, the company's board of directors decided on Oct. 9.

The dividend will be payable Nov. 20 to stockholders of record at the close of business on Oct. 21, the company said.

This marks 20 consecutive years Caterpillar has paid higher dividends to its stockholders. Since 1998, the company's cash dividend has more than tripled.

"I am pleased to announce we are maintaining Caterpillar's dividend due to the continued strength of our balance sheet and strong cash flow, which has placed us in a good position to reaffirm our long-standing commitment to stockholders," said Caterpillar Chairman Doug Oberhelman.

"This action, following the 15-percent increase in our quarterly dividend announced in June and $2 billion in stock repurchases also completed this year, clearly demonstrates how we are taking advantage of our strong cash position to deliver on our commitments to our stockholders," Oberhelman said.

Including this announcement, Caterpillar has paid a cash dividend every year since the company was formed and has paid a quarterly dividend since 1933.

Caterpillar has struggled a bit in 2013. While profitable still, sales and revenues have taken a hit because of orders being delayed or canceled and a downturn in the mining industry. Some business units in the company have gone into trough mode, with temporary layoffs to get production in line with demand.

Caterpillar will announce its third-quarter sales and profits on Oct. 23. Wall Street analysts who cover Caterpillar anticipate sales and revenues will be down more than 12 percent from the third quarter of 2012 and that profits will likely be down considerably, as well.

The consensus among 21 analysts is that third-quarter profit will be $1.71 a share on sales and revenues of $14.45 billion. A year ago the third-quarter profit was $2.54 a share on $16.44 billion in sales and revenues.

Streight: About Obamacare website, youTube subscribers

The Obamacare website is a usability nightmare. Like many companies with complex, high traffic websites the developers must have not conducted adequate user observation tests or functionality checks. Although server overload is the primary problem, various aspects of the site are broken.

Web developers should watch and learn from this unfortunate situation.

Here are the things the developers should have taken into consideration to facilitate user success:

1) load testing;

2) make sure all your javascript and AJAX are functional;

3) keep the client code, server code, error messages and instructions in sync;

4) user experience should be tested for usability, velocity, validity, simplicity, navigational path clarity, understandability, and error recovery.

For more read the article "What Developers Can Learn from hhealthcare.gov at http://programming.oreilly.com/2013/10/what-ddevelopers-can-learn-from-healthcare-gov.html

Blocking a Subscriber to Your YouTube Channel

It is a real pain in the rear trying to figure out how to block a subscriber to your YouTube channel.

I find it very annoying and user-unfriendly when a social media platform like YouTube makes it difficult or impossible to do things to protect yourself from predators, trolls and trouble-makers.

I figured it out and now I'm going to share it with you. You may want to copy and paste this into a Word document or Notepad text for current and future reference... although YouTube may change things later on.

Here's how to BLOCK an unwanted subscriber to your YouTube channel:

1) Go to YouTube.

2) Go to the upper right avatar and click on the down arrow icon to activate a drop down menu.

3) Click on your YouTube channel ("My Channel") in the far left column of the drop down menu.

4) On the home page of your YouTube channel, you'll see above your profile photo "119 subscribers" or whatever number you have.

5) Click on that "______ [number of] subscribers" link.

6) You are taken to the Subscribers page.

7) Click on the subscriber you want to block to visit their channel's home page.

8) Click on their "About" page link.

9) On their About page, see the "Send a Message" link.

10) To the left of that is a flag icon and a down arrow. Click on the down arrow to activate the drop down menu.

11) Click on "Block User."

12) A dialogue box will appear, asking you "Are you sure you want to block this user?" Click "Yes."

13) If you click on the down arrow next to the flag icon to activate the drop down menu, you should now see "Unblock user." Do not click on that. It shows you that you succeeded in blocking the user.