Now, I could humor you all with fake Secrets… Or I could just come clean and tell you what I’m really up to weekend. Meet me there, if you’d like. I’m going to that cool-sounding Days and Nights show at the Grain Belt Office Building tonight. I’m going running tomorrow morning–probably something like nine miles … Read more
Got it? Good. Thrust as a concept is covered frequently on the internet. Car guys struggle to define the automotive equivalent—or that sock in the lower back that occurs under hard acceleration. There are many modern day muscle car that deliver this g-force experience. Yet if it’s thrust you seek, it’s not how fast you … Read more
If you were to google-stalk me, which I’m sure you weren’t, but just indulge me here for a moment, and pretend, if you will, that the small matter of my incessant self-googling doesn’t exist. Now. Depending upon which search engine you were to use (note here how “google,” as a verb, is in danger of … Read more
What do you feel like doing today? If I was deeply and importantly bored for the rest of April and had a glass elevator that could take me anywhere at any moment, these would be appropriate diversions: The World Gourmet Summit in Singapore April 10-28 Forget the exotic locale and international chef sightings, I’d go … Read more
The hostile colonization is now almost complete, my skull reduced to one more cluttered victim of American conquest and imperialism. I close my eyes and I still see giant petroleum and fast food logos, neon beer signs, beautiful celebrities. I hear voices that should not be familiar, the voices of complete strangers that someone has … Read more
This seems modestly interesting to me: Last night’s starting lineup included five players (Castillo, White, Morneau, Batista, and Castro) that were not in the lineup for last year’s home opener against Chicago. The 2004 lineup on opening day had six guys who are no longer even with the team (Rivas, Mientkiewicz, Koskie, Jones, LeCroy, and … Read more
The only thing I can possibly imagine doing tonight is going to the Soul Asylum concert at the Fine Line–but of course, I will not be going. I’ve already noted how little I like standing in place for hours on end. And I do tend to dance at these things. I just haven’t been moved … Read more
When I arrived at the Varsity Theater for last night’s “Don’t Monkey with the Oak Street” meeting, it was a balmy night, ripe for an outdoor game of baseball, an ice cream cone, or an assault on my neglected lawn. As I crossed 4th street I thought, God knows why I go to these things, … Read more
I remember my first baseball hot dog like it was yesterday. Sitting under the bright sun with the perfectly green field stretched out in front of me, I gently held the plump pink dawg, dressed only with the vivid yellow mustard of ballparks and hockey rinks. Amidst peanut shells crackling underfoot, I took that first … Read more
All right, the Twins are now 1-5. That’s not good. That changes things considerably on the attitude front around here. So I say –pledge or no pledge– let the bitching begin. And it’s not just that the Twins are 1-5 that so offends, of course; it’s how they’ve played in going 1-5. Which is terrible, … Read more