Month: May 2006

  • Big (a meditation on the Mini Cooper)

    Little Big Car A journalist once asked Truman Capote after a hard days work just how many words he had committed to paper. “One,” said Capote. “After working all day, just one word?” asked the journalist. “Yes,” said Capote, “but it was the right word.” I may never be able to define a “Chick Car”…

  • Not much of a secret

    Augusten Burroughs. University of Minnesota Bookstore. Tonight, 7 p.m. That’s all I’ve got! Sorry. I had a long, exhausting, but ultimately great weekend that involved much shopping at Art-A-Whirl, whereat I bought a yellow necklace of Japanese beads and a low-pitched, laminate beam coffee table. I’m pleased with both purchases, but especially the latter. This…

  • A New Hope

    Joey Chestnut, they muttered beneath their breath, Joey Chestnut could be the one. It may be too soon to talk about it, we may be jinxing the best chance we’ve had in a long time, but the world of competitive eating is a-buzz with Joey Chestnut. Last Thursday, in the Las Vegas qualifier for the…

  • First Chapters: Chapter Two

    For years I lived in a rooming house where I shared a bathroom with a giant and a mermaid. The mermaid spent a lot of time in the bathtub. The giant had dodgy hygiene, generally poor social skills, and a full head of bright red hair. There was often discussion around the place as to…

  • Tell your mom you're at the library!

    Finally! All those copies of Faust come out of storage. Rarely can it be said that the library is the coolest place to be, but today that’s especially the case… because the new Minneapolis Central Library is officially open for business. Thousands-upon-thousands of items are finally available for checkout. Halleluiah! For more information on the…

  • Artful Nosh

    Art-A-Whirl makes me hungry. Maybe it’s walking around all the inspiring art that makes me think I, too, am a starving artist. Maybe it’s all the pondering and provoking of thought that starts my tummy a-grumbling. Or maybe it’s the wonderous lack of cheese curd trucks combined with the knowledge that I’m surrounded by some…