Oh, DUCKS.

We interrupt Suzi’s politi-blogging with this totally needless whining: Oh, Ducks. Oh, Ducks, Ducks, Ducks. Way to throw the game away. All those turnovers! Not drawing the fouls! What the hell is going on with Tajuan Porter? Why can’t they shoot threes OR make free throws? What happened to Kamyron Brown that he couldn’t hold on to the ball? Totally unnecessary last-few-minutes commentary after this here jump. Continue reading 

Second Day of Giftmas: Yes, I’m Behind a Day

Problem: It’s really hard to write Giftmas posts when I, er, haven’t been leaving the house (except to go to work, of course). But the whole idea of Giftmas posts in the first place was sort of inspired by the staff wish lists some of us made for Suzi that then didn’t make it into last month’s gift guide, so, hrm, what did I have on there? Well, a lot of vague things, includng a pretty winter coat, the perfect black cotton cardigan and the even-more-perfect elusive pair of black, knee-high leather boots. And for some network to produce a fourth season of Veronica Mars. Continue reading 

First Day of Giftmas: Molly Want

(A note: I decided we ought to make Giftmas posts to include fun things what we didn’t put in gift guides. There are no seven days of Giftmas. There is no Giftmas. But I like the word Giftmas. I far prefer it to the internet-nerdy $WINTERHOLIDAY, which I find inexplicably offputting. So Suzi and I are BOTH going to post DAILY about Things What Are Cool. Seriously!) Continue reading 

Divinity

A few weeks ago — or maybe it was more like a month, but it’s unimportant — I went to one of these lovely Music Industry of Eugene events, where writers, booking folks, venue owners, radio people, studio owners, PR folks and more (I’m sure I forgot something pretty key) get to meet face to face to chat and mingle and simply find out who we all are. I kind of love this; it just always helps to actually know who someone is. Continue reading 

So … what year is it, again?

First I got the new issue of Rolling Stone, which features Guns ‘N’ Roses on the cover. Then I got a press release announcing the Black Crowes’ upcoming show at the Cuthbert. Sorry, but did I miss something? Did I wake up in 1990? Should my jeans be tighter and stretchier and my hair a couple feet longer? (The shirt, it will remain black and plain. Some things never change.) Continue reading