Month: April 2008

  • Nurses, diesels and douchiness

    (Pictured. Douching device (not to size). May also be used for urea replacement in your diesel. Read below). Do me a favor. Take the snarky tone of my blog (is it? oh, is it? please!) and put it aside for a minute. I mean create an Obama and the Preacher (aka bigot) wall between my…

  • In Defense of Hipster Literature

    I like McSweeney‘s. This may come as a surprise, because I don’t wear tight jeans. And even though I have thick-framed glasses, it’s because I’m near-legally-blind, so if I had puny little wire-frames the lenses would stick out like half an inch, and I’d be all self-conscious about it. You can call my tortoiseshell frames…

  • From Devil's Food to the Dark Side

    Betty Crocker is perfect. She bakes flawless pies and gives sage advice, such as: "A fricasse without dumplings is like a wedding without a bride." Also, unlike another domestic goddess that we know of, she’s never been in the slammer. It’s easy to be the perfect woman, though, when you don’t actually exist. An invention…

  • Campfire

    One muggy Minnesota morning during the summer straddling the scrawny divide between my fanciful childhood and jaded adolescence, my best friend Robby and I found religion. It’d been hiding, not surprisingly, inside the whitewashed pine chapel of Lake Bronson Galilee Lutheran Bible Camp. Robby and I first met, with a magnetic force, five years earlier…

  • Back up in the 60s

    Get outdoors today and enjoy the weather. It’s going to be "mostly" sunny and back up to the 60s. Considering the weather lately, that’s pretty darn good. And when the evening starts to fall, get out and use some of that sun-fueled brain & body energy. MUSICUh Huh Her For a real spring sound, go…

  • Magic Minnesotans

    The Cloud Cult experience can be called many names. It is captivating. It is overwhelming. It is bone-chillingly pure. It is beautiful. And it is raw in a way that exposes many facets of emotion. It must be the string section. There is something about a lush cello and violin washing over a room that…