God says if you love me you will make me Beef Wellington. Even though you are a vegetarian. We will go bow hunting for angels. Aim for the heart, even though they do not have hearts. They are most vulnerable when they are playing the harp. I hate harps. They keep me up when I … Read more
Now that the saturnine Dixie Chicks have been given their rightful due I think we should pause to remember that 40 years ago a single singer could do the job of three. I am talking about the infinitely more talented Joan Baez. Joan Baez remains more talented as an artist and perhaps more confused as … Read more
And then there’s this…the most romantic, best way to show someone how much you love them is by cooking a meal together. Turn off the TV, put on some good music, pour a couple hefty glasses of wine, and roll up your sleeves. The converstations that happen while you’re chopping onions will never be the … Read more
Oh shit, I almost forgot to plug this very special, twentieth anniversary installment of Blue Velvet on the big screen. I point you to Schilling’s blog for the full endorsement.
—Abel Pann But when he came home there was no one to tell what he had seen –and if he picked the flowers and brought them home in his hands, there was no one to give them to. And when at evening, past the dark blue shape of a far-off island, the sun sank under … Read more
MPR’s Kerri Miller had NPR’s Ken Rudin, (a.k.a. “The Political Junkie”), on last Friday morning. Both are plenty hip to horse race politics so the conversation and calls, even with Pledge Week breaks, enhanced my drive up I-35 to Duluth. They talked up Obama and the presidential slates. The obvious stuff. But it was the … Read more
Reflections and random scenes from Friday’s 10K Arts Party: I ran into the Sock Puppet Lady, whose work is featured in the Feb. issue of 10,000 Arts And here’s me, sandwiched between a couple of Live Action Set players
ain’t happenin’ … Valentine’s Day is an odd holiday for the restaurant industry. Yes, it’s a money maker, but most of the reservations are two-tops. And you can bet that your walk-in traffic will be next to nothing. And then there’s the fact that you will be working the holiday, so your spouse, ahem, will … Read more
This from this morning’s NY Times.
Again and again we put our sweet ghosts on small paper boats and sailed them back into their death, each moving slowly into the dark, disappearing as our hearts visited and savored, hurt and yearned. —Jack Gilbert, from “Kunstkammer” Another flower shall spring, because the soul of sweet delight can never pass away. —William Blake … Read more