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Monthly Archives: August 2003

Curse Of Singapore Sling’s Summer Garden

It’s hot in the city again. Not as terribly hot and humid as it could be, but hot enough…for me to occasionally miss the air-conditioned bliss that accompanies a corporate gig. And tempers are running hot in the homestead too, with the little man learning to push my buttons even more comprehensively. Last night [...]

Brooklyn’s Ambassadors Of Love

Looks like Landmark Theaters (and a select few other arthouses around the country) will be showing “Gigantic: A Tale of Two Johns“, the TMBG documentary. Just not in the Twin Cities. Will have to devise a plan to acquire or at least view it. Hmmm. In other movie news, J and I finally got [...]

Windy City Wizardry

Jim Butcher and John M. Ford should go bowling together. In the last week I’ve read contemporary fantasy novels penned by each (Butcher’s Dresden Files and Ford’s “The Last Hot Time“) to discover they have some uncanny similarities. Some are common enough elements in fantasy, but the combinations in each are eerily alike. Each tale [...]

Inconstant Vigilance

I try. Really, I do. But I can’t have my eye on the little man at all times. Occasionally I need to be in the other room, say, preparing his meals in the kitchen while he destroys the living room. Often my super mom hearing saves the day. Or at least delivers me to [...]

I Thought The Only Lonely Place Was On The Moon

When a song is embedded in my head there’s usually a trigger to point to. A snippet of the song overhead somewhere, or a vivid memory that’s been brought to mind. But this morning there was no such rhyme or reason. I was minding my own business. Just standing in the kitchen, making some [...]

To The Manor Born

Last night’s bout of insomnia spawned some accidental anglophilia. I’d picked up a page-turner by Peter S. Beagle called “Tamsin“. I tore through this tale…of an American teen, Jenny, who is forced to leave her NYC life behind when her mom marries a brit. The new family moves to Dorset, to manage a farm. [...]

The Future Ain’t Tomorrow

Guess I should be reading Complicated Fun more often. Last month I posted a heads up about various movies and music in the park events going on around town. And so did Mr. Scholtes. But his listing was all-inclusive…including a series happening in my own neighborhood. Just call me clueless. I’ve already missed the [...]

Broken Social Scene

For the fifth year in a row (since I became landed gentry) I celebrated National Night In. Yeah, I feel like something of a shmuck. Each year when August 5th rolls around I have the best intentions in mind. I plan on getting out there and hanging with the neighbors. I like the idea [...]

Separated At Birth

Weirdness. Was engaged in some wayward websurfing when I encountered something that gave me pause. I was poking around goatee.net…having arrived via a link from photoblogs.org. Joseph has some interesting photos. Looks like he attended Beantown Zinetown #5, back in 2002. And so did my evil twin (second row, third photo from the left [...]

Do You Really Wanna Hurt Me?

On day four of killer mutant migraine. It seems to be ibuprofen-resistant. At times it causes great dizziness, queasiness and crankiness. Am sometimes besieged by the dry heaves, if I turn my head the wrong way. It’s great fun. Going to see the doc on Tuesday. Pretty much letting the little man run wild [...]