Category: play
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Julie & Julia
The latest post over at Texas Pete’s blog reviews The Fantastic Mister Fox, calling it “the best movie I’ve seen lately.” He also reviews Love Happens (“Crap”), The Proposal (“El Crapola”), Confessions of a Shopaholic (“Super Crap”), New In Town (“C.R.A.P”) and Julie & Julia (“Fun, light, insightful.”) Don’t you think it’s a crime that Read.
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geek-o-riffic
Hot Chicks With Storm Troopers is a web site dedicated to posting photographs of, um, hot chicks posing with geeks dressed up as Star Wars storm troopers. Or, on Fridays, hot chicks dressed up as storm troopers. Storm troopers with fully-armored boobies. Really. I couldn’t make up stuff like this. Back when I was a Read.
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she & I
This is yours truly, and My Darling B, at the first annual Beer and Cheese Festival sponsored by the Isthmus. I managed somehow to snap this photo of us one-handed after drinking beer for three hours. You might infer from this that we were sober and steady-handed. Appearances can be deceiving. The Isthmus is a Read.
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convergence
We’re talking about what we wanted to do with our morning. The night before, we had a plan to go to breakfast at the farmer’s market, a traditional breakfast of scrambled eggs that sounded pretty good, then make our usual stop at Saint Vinnie’s to browse the book shelves, then drive to the farthest reaches Read.
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Salinger
I’ve been listening to misty-eyed Salinger fans sobbing about what an All-American Novel Catcher In The Rye was and feeling more than awkward about my guilty little secret: It’s not my favorite Salinger novel. It’s good and all, but honestly I thought Salinger was a much better short-story writer than a novelist. And the only Read.
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RLJ
OMG! OMG! OMG! Rickie Lee Jones is coming to town in February! OOOOgah! OOOOOgah! I’m gonna go get tickets TOMORROW! Do not wanna miss Rickie Lee Jones! Only thing is: She’s coming to the Barrymore. That could be a problem. The Barrymore has famously fucked up the sound when some of my favorite performers have Read.
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cheese!
Remember photo booths? Plunk a buck and a half’s worth of quarters in the slot, climb into the crowded booth with every single one of the people you were out drinking with and poke each other in the eye while the flash went off at the worst-timed moments. Three minutes later the machine barfed up Read.
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table saw table
The first thing you have to make with your new table saw is a table for your saw. Sounds like one of those No shit, Sherlock, answers, doesn’t it? “So what’s the first thing you made with your new table saw?” “A table, duh.” It doesn’t have to be pretty, as you can plainly see, Read.
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waffle waffle waffle
My Darling B set her alarm clock to wake us at seven this morning so we could be among the first in line for the fund-raiser breakfast at the Dane County Farmer’s Market. A fabulous spread was planned and we love to support the market. When B’s clock tried to bleep us awake, however, she Read.
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the final frontier
Our regular Saturday stop at St Vincent de Paul’s thrift store yielded only a few treasures this week. My Darling B didn’t find one old platter or kitchen gadget that caught her fancy. I, on the other hand, found a little treasure called The Cambridge Encyclopedia of Space. I’ve got so many books about manned Read.
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