Month: May 2005

  • I Suppose It's Time I Started Looking Around For A New Barber

    It’s probably something of a red flag when your barber has a Superman logo tattooed on his forearm. And this is probably not the sort of monologue you want to hear from some guy while he’s cutting your hair: I’m not shitting you, I’m at the end of my fucking rope here. I know damn…

  • We Wouldn't Want to Belong to a Club That Would Have Us As A Member

    We’ve mentioned before the many, many awards that are minted each year for every little print publication under the sun. Some forms of industrial recognition are more credible than others, of course, but mostly they are an exercise in narcissism. We’re not sure anyone outside the industry cares that much, given that any publication that…

  • Asses of Evil

    There’s another article in today’s Miami Herald about Luis Posada Carriles. (Search their archives for a long list of more stories on this jerk.) Here’s the basic deal: Posada blew up a Cuban airliner that was on its way to Venezuela. He blew up some hotels in Havana. He tortured leftist prisoners in Venezuela. Even…

  • Kristina Larsson

    Kristina Larsson always wanted to dance, but she was turned off by the phony smiles she saw fixed on the faces of most performers. “When I saw flamenco, I thought, ‘Wow! They’re not smiling!’” she says. It was that subtle epiphany that helped this Minnesotan fall in love with a dance associated with the sultry…

  • Sayulita, Mexico

    Paulette writes: Rake, Rake — whose got my Rake. Well, I have two men on vacation in Sayulita Mexico, vying for a Rake read. They had to take turns. Here are pix of both sitting on a palapa at the top of “gringo hill” — there’s no specific evidence of place, but you can see…

  • Nicaraguan Border

    Mark writes: I had the opportunity to catch up on the latest edition of the Rake while waiting in line to cross into Nicaragua from Costa Rica on vacation… and there was plenty of time to catch up. There were a total of three stops crossing the border where we had to pay both coming…