Category: play
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WFF day one
Last night was the first night (but not, for some reason, the “opening night”) of the Wisconsin Film Festival. We had tickets to see Fathers and Guns and OSS 117: Lost In Rio, a pair of comedies. I don’t see how you can go wrong starting off with a laugh. Fathers and Guns was sort Read.
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Alas, Peppino’s
Peppino’s closed up shop in December, and the place is nearly empty now. I used to have dinner here with My Darling B every Friday the Thirteenth (November was the last). Now it’s waiting to become an entirely different Italian restaurant. I miss Peppino’s. Read.
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Up In The Air
I keep thinking about Up In The Air, the George Clooney movie we watched last night, and I keep coming back to the same conclusion: The Ending Sucked. It didn’t suck because I didn’t like it, although I didn’t. But I can put up with an ending I don’t like if it makes sense. This Read.
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Olivetti
We stopped at the co-op yesterday morning for groceries and at the thrift store to see if there were any books I had to take home (there were; I finally scored a copy of Tom Wolfe’s The Right Stuff). On my way to the front door of the thrift store I glanced through the window Read.
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moon man
Buzz Aldrin, who hoofed his way along the surface of the moon forty years ago, is trying out his moves on Dancing With The Stars. I thought I might have heard about this the other day on the radio but figured it was just my tin ear picking up a name that sounded like “Buzz Read.
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ticketed
We had such a good time on our outing to the Wisconsin Film Fest last year that My Darling B and I took time off from work this year so we could see even more films … if we could get the tickets, which tend to sell out rather quickly, some of them within hours Read.
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guy night
I had to come up with something quick and easy to serve for guy night because I had to have plenty of time to perform a minor plumbing unblockage on the pipe that the kitchen sink drains into. When it’s blocked all the goop backs up and pools in the basement sink. It’s pretty gross. Read.
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cha-cha
We’re still doing the cha-cha in the group class we go to on Tuesdays, but at our private lesson afterwards the instructor had us doing the rumba and waltz. I’m pretty sure anybody who can count to three can waltz, and the rumba isn’t much more difficult, although you need a sense of rhythm to Read.
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in the garden
With a warm spring sun still dazzling the skies over her shoulder, My Darling B turns over a forkfull of garden soil and crumbles it in her hand to see if it’s ready for planting. It looks promising. This photo was taken in the middle of last year’s potato patch. The garlic has sprouted! And Read.
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Star’s cellar
The ides of each month are special here in the Madison area, particularly on Willy Street at the north end of the isthmus. On that glorious day, the fifteenth of each month, Star Liquor offers a fifteen percent discount on every bottle of wine in the store. Well, almost every bottle. I was helping My Read.
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