Purty
Lookit, pictures from the Junkers show Saturday are up on flickr.
Monday, May 15, 2006
Hey good looking
Like Barbra Streisand, I am guilty. And I freely admit my crime: I love Melanie Griffith.
Yesterday I noticed that my TiVo had kindly TiVoed an episode of "Twins," the WB sitcom that stars Griffith and also Sara Gilbert, the tart-tongued comedienne famous from "Rosanne." Intrigued, I watched. I won't burden you with any details of plot, or even with the show's premise, which I get drowsy just contemplating. (I will tell you that the episode featured a drag queen named "Coco.")
But there, by god, was Melanie Griffith on the small screen, in all her woozy glory. Watching "Twins," I flashed back to my favorite Melanie Griffith works: the really excellent 1994 film Nobody's Fool, in which Griffith plays the sleepy mistress of a grizzled Paul Newman; and The Bonfire of the Vanities, Brian De Palma's widely despised take on Tom Wolfe's famous novel, in which Griffith plays the sleepy mistress of a smug and panicked Tom Hanks.
Will I watch more episodes of "Twins"? Perhaps not. But sometimes it is nice to be surprised when an old friend shows up.
(The Bonfire of the Vanities also stars another of my guiltiest pleasures, Bruce Willis. I think the film is mostly misunderstood, and is not a retelling of the novel but a parody of same. But I'll save that topic for another blog entry.)
Like Barbra Streisand, I am guilty. And I freely admit my crime: I love Melanie Griffith.
Yesterday I noticed that my TiVo had kindly TiVoed an episode of "Twins," the WB sitcom that stars Griffith and also Sara Gilbert, the tart-tongued comedienne famous from "Rosanne." Intrigued, I watched. I won't burden you with any details of plot, or even with the show's premise, which I get drowsy just contemplating. (I will tell you that the episode featured a drag queen named "Coco.")
But there, by god, was Melanie Griffith on the small screen, in all her woozy glory. Watching "Twins," I flashed back to my favorite Melanie Griffith works: the really excellent 1994 film Nobody's Fool, in which Griffith plays the sleepy mistress of a grizzled Paul Newman; and The Bonfire of the Vanities, Brian De Palma's widely despised take on Tom Wolfe's famous novel, in which Griffith plays the sleepy mistress of a smug and panicked Tom Hanks.
Will I watch more episodes of "Twins"? Perhaps not. But sometimes it is nice to be surprised when an old friend shows up.
(The Bonfire of the Vanities also stars another of my guiltiest pleasures, Bruce Willis. I think the film is mostly misunderstood, and is not a retelling of the novel but a parody of same. But I'll save that topic for another blog entry.)
Friday, May 12, 2006
FYI
If you are interested in a job in newspaper sales and would like to work in the beautiful Isthmus building downtown, consider sending us a resume! Details here.
If you are interested in a job in newspaper sales and would like to work in the beautiful Isthmus building downtown, consider sending us a resume! Details here.
Did you know
For as long as I can remember, I have seldom eaten breakfast in the morning. Usually it's just coffee and out. I know this is a terrible habit; my grandmother told me so, many years ago. But it is what it is.
Lately I have been buying Cheerios and trying to remember to eat them in the morning, but that doesn't always work. It's strange -- at every other time of the day, when I am hungry, I eat. But at some point in the last 20 years or so I came to regard hunger in the morning as a false alarm.
I forgot to eat my Cheerios this morning, and also yesterday morning.
For as long as I can remember, I have seldom eaten breakfast in the morning. Usually it's just coffee and out. I know this is a terrible habit; my grandmother told me so, many years ago. But it is what it is.
Lately I have been buying Cheerios and trying to remember to eat them in the morning, but that doesn't always work. It's strange -- at every other time of the day, when I am hungry, I eat. But at some point in the last 20 years or so I came to regard hunger in the morning as a false alarm.
I forgot to eat my Cheerios this morning, and also yesterday morning.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Bubba
Next month I will travel to Little Rock for the annual convention of the Association of Alternative Newsweeklies. I'm psyched, not least because the keynote speaker is one Bill Clinton. I have heard him speak before -- I wrote about that here -- and can't wait to see him again.
I think I'm going through a bit of nostalgia for the Clinton era. Ah, for the time when bitter political strife meant an argument over should be ambassador to Luxembourg.
Next month I will travel to Little Rock for the annual convention of the Association of Alternative Newsweeklies. I'm psyched, not least because the keynote speaker is one Bill Clinton. I have heard him speak before -- I wrote about that here -- and can't wait to see him again.
I think I'm going through a bit of nostalgia for the Clinton era. Ah, for the time when bitter political strife meant an argument over should be ambassador to Luxembourg.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Junkers forever
Country fans, be sure to head to the Crystal Corner this Saturday, May 13, for a reunion performance by the Junkers. Yes, my old honkytonk band is getting together for more fun and romance. Joining us will be the amazing blues savants the Cash Box Kings.
Showtime is 9:30 pm. The Crystal is at 1302 Williamson St. on Madison's east side.
Country fans, be sure to head to the Crystal Corner this Saturday, May 13, for a reunion performance by the Junkers. Yes, my old honkytonk band is getting together for more fun and romance. Joining us will be the amazing blues savants the Cash Box Kings.
Showtime is 9:30 pm. The Crystal is at 1302 Williamson St. on Madison's east side.
Monday, May 08, 2006
Sing, Dennis
I'm very excited about my newest possession, a gift from my dad: 13 CDs containing mp3s of 939 episodes of Jack Benny's radio program, which ran from 1932 to 1955. I don't know why I find Jack Benny so funny, but I do.
I'm very excited about my newest possession, a gift from my dad: 13 CDs containing mp3s of 939 episodes of Jack Benny's radio program, which ran from 1932 to 1955. I don't know why I find Jack Benny so funny, but I do.
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