Ready. Aim… A big whoop engendered yesterday by the Growth and Justice gang’s ad in the Strib yesterday indicating the willingness of 200 upper income Minnesotans to pay more tax to fund education, transportation and health care got the expected response from Tim “I answer only to David Strom” Pawlenty: “If those people want to … Read more
For those of you who cherish your brain cells, the moguls in Hollywood have chosen to cut us a break this weekend, leaving the big-budget extravaganzas alone, and giving us… well, virtually nothing. There’s a lot of movies around town, but I think your best bet’s at the Walker Art Center. If it were me, … Read more
Justin doesn’t cut it. Every high school football and soccer team in America has a half dozen Justins on its roster, and the name reeks of suburban privilege. It’s a boy-band name, and I’d love to see Justin Morneau go in a different direction. Granted, the big Canuck seems to be doing just fine right … Read more
Since I don’t often plug charity events, and am starting to feel as though I’ve got a hardened, black heart, I thought I’d pass along this info about an event happening tonight at the grandest she-palace in all the Twin Cities, Alfred’s Grand Petit Magasin. Before I get into the event: This magnificent store, in … Read more
When he came up through the tunnel, the darkness had not yet lifted and the cicada were still in full damp rattle. The heat had broken in the night, and the coolness was stirring up an apparational moving fog, heavy, moist. The street lights were dropping fuzzed cones of grainy and ineffectual light straight down … Read more
Guillen also told Couch that he has gay friends, attends WNBA games, went to a Madonna concert and plans to go to the Gay Games in Chicago.
Pinocchio, 1940. Directed by Hamilton Luske and Ben Sharpsteen, written by Aurelius Battaglia, William Cottrell, Otto Englander, Bill Peet, Erdman Penner, Joseph Sabo, Ted Sears and Webb Smith (all that for an 88 minute film!). Featuring the originally uncredited voices of Cliff Edwards, Dickie Jones, Christian Rub, Walter Catlett, Charles Judels, Evelyn Venable, Frankie Darro, … Read more
I’ve been to the Mill City Farmers Market over the last two weekends. I’m very happy with the blue sheep’s cheese from Shepherd’s Way Farms and the great-for-ice-cream milk from Cedar Summit Farms. I was going to give it one more weekend and blog about my planned yak’s meat purchase, but now there’s Gertrude. I … Read more
Several months back, I managed to straddle the divide between the good and bad, young and old concert-going experience in just one evening. It’s no coincidence, of course, that I was still 29-years-old back then–well on my way to becoming the “Snack Wells and Cat Lady” I would be at the stroke of thirty. In … Read more
This is mine. This. This word. These words. They are mine. They belong to me. Increasingly they may be the only things I can claim with any certainty. They come from me, from the mysteries of my blood, from the contents of my brain, welded together by the sparks traveling in my nerves and up … Read more