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In a few months, Eugeneans will have a new Italian food option. Come spring, Rocky Maselli, the executive chef at Marché, is opening Sfizio in Oakway Center. Like Marché, Sfizio will use local producers “for almost everything,” says the press release, which describes the restaurant as follows: Continue reading
Did anyone else have a sort of dropped-jaw response to this slightly bizarre (and, alas, not in the funny-ha-ha way) SNL skit this weekend? Continue reading
Here’s a slideshow of the Eugene Celebration parade: Continue reading
I’m not afraid to admit that I think Constantine is totally underrated. I might go so far as to say it’s one of my top three favorite Keanu Reeves movies. There’s something fascinating about stories that take certain supernatural elements of the Christian Bible REALLY literally — without any lions or elves or metaphorical Jesus creatures. I’m talking demons in the streets of L.A., but not in the Left Behind sense (these stories are only interesting when religion is key to the worldbuilding, but not part of the lesson plan). Continue reading
It’s a strange thing, driving to Pickathon. You’re in the middle of Portland, tied up in its highway knots; you’re driving south on 205, trying not to feel like you’re heading home from the airport; you’re turning off an an exit that quickly begins to feel frighteningly like Agrestic, all matching complexes with intimidating names. And then you’re in the middle of nowhere. Continue reading
It’s time to just suck it up and accept that it does not matter if I feel like the entire internet has had its say about the last two days of Torchwood: Children of Earth. I am not the entire internet! And I still have thoughts! They’re just delayed, is all. And of course there are plenty of spoilers. Click here and read further at your own risk! Continue reading
I watched, I didn’t weep, I got a little choked up, I have a lot to say — but I had all kinds of Things that needed doing the last few days, so I’m a bit behind. And I watched Day Four and Day Five pretty much one after the other, so they’re a touch blurry. But I’m working on it. Your Torchwood posts, they shall return. In the meantime, if anybody wants to talk about it, I’m here for you, man. We could probably all use a good heart-to-heart after that. Continue reading
Well, that was kind of intense. Shall we talk about it? Let’s. “As a gift.” Day Three is a pivot point. The 456 arrives. A pillar of flame sinks into the glass tank at the top of Thames House (without burning anything in its path, I’d like to note). Something prone to splattering green goo against the walls is inside. We never see all of it, just sense a large, lumbering presence, strange and eerie. Continue reading
It’s a little funny that I was just discussing Torchwood’s “adult” content levels, given that Day Two gives us entirely naked Jack. (And to think I just read a quote from John Barrowman about eventually getting his kit off.) It’s not quite as hot as it might sound, though. Mostly, it’s rather unpleasant. But let me tuck this all behind a spoiler cut. (For an introduction to Torchwood and my thoughts on Day One, look here.) “I’m a PA. It’s what I do.” Continue reading
I admit it: I’m rapidly falling for Torchwood. Continue reading