MFNW Friday: DUDE, SHUT UP. Also, The Thermals win the weekend.
So I’m still recovering. STILL. Sleep schedule thrown off. Ears hearing things funny. And Friday? Friday is to blame for a lot of this. (Thursday went like this.) Continue reading
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MFNW Thursday: Portlanders & Scotsmen
You know what’s hard to come by during Musicfest NW? Time. Time to do anything like, say, blog. There’s plenty of time to stand around impatiently as the band before your favorite band seems to play forever and you’re stuck sweating and trying to sip a beer slowly, but when Frightened Rabbit goes on at 12:30 in the morning (in theory) and you, as a result, sleep in so late you almost miss lunch, well, shit, my friends, you run out of time. Continue reading
Five Eugeneans Are Oregon Book Awards Finalists
Literary Arts has announced the finalists for the 2009 Oregon Book Awards, and five of them are particularly local: Miriam Gershow, Debra Gwartney, Bonnie Henderson, Barbara Pope and Leslie What are all among the finalists for this year’s awards. (Perennial finalist Deborah Hopkinson of Corvallis has already won; her book is the only contender in the children’s category.) Continue reading
‘Torchwood: Children of Earth’: Four things about Day Five
What’s that saying? Oh, right: Better late than never. Listen, I’ve been thinking about this series’ ending for a month. Solid. OK, not solid. But a lot. It’s a triumph of bleakness, and that’s kind of putting it lightly. Shall we talk about it, fellow BBC-watchers? Continue reading
Dress-up for Grown-ups, or, How My Picture Wound Up in the Paper
On Stephan Andresen: Punk plaid jeans by Lip Service; Paul Simonen shirt; Gladiator boots by Tuk. On me: Bite Me tunic by Switchblade Stiletto; Gerls Junkie Fit black stretch jeans by Lip Service; white leather three row silver pyramid belt; Drop Dead fuschia heels by Iron Fist. On April Smithart-Unruh: Zombie Stompers shoes; Monster Striped tube dress. Modeling is hard. Continue reading
Missives from Pickathon, Part 2
The circus is gone. The kids that remain are crawling the ground under the apple trees for green fruit, which they toss up onto the shading, stretched fabric. It’s at an angle, so the fruit always bounces back down. Every so often, a cry of “APPLE!” goes up. I haven’t figured out the rules of the game. Continue reading
Once More, with Spoilers*: ‘Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince’
* It’s not exactly “Once More,” since the review isn’t up yet, but hey, I like my header, and I wanted to write this all out before I forgot about it. Or fell asleep. Continue reading
Harry, Harry, Harry! All Potter, all the time…
… at least for the next seven hours. Actually, no; I only wish I could be utterly lost in Harry Potter land until 12:09, at which point I’ll be highly caffeinated and ready to (hopefully) enjoy Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. But reality will intrude. It does that. So annoying. Continue reading
Once More, with Spoilers (and Nitpicking): ‘Star Trek’
Let me gush a second: I pretty much loved Star Trek. It did a lot of things right, and it looked gorgeous, especially to eyes disappointed by the terrible effects in X-Men Origins: Wolverine. I loved Karl Urban as Dr. McCoy the best of all, but John Cho is a respectable Sulu, Sylar Zachary Quinto a perfect Spock (I really only thought of Sylar once, when he glares at the council) and Zoë Saldana a whip-smart Uhura. The bad guy was a little stock, but the time-split really thing works for me. Continue reading
Buy Indie Day
May 1, I hear, is Buy Indie Day. The idea, as described at Indiebound, is simple: “Buy one book — paperback, hardcover, audiobook, whatever you want! — at an independent bookstore near you.” (Those of you on Facebook can check out the movement’s Facebook page, too.) Continue reading