I spent a wonderful few days in Washington state, making the rounds with friends at Molly Maguires, The Twilight Exit and at various coffeeshops and restaurants around the area. The highlight of the trip was a couple of days with the family at a rented cabin in Ocean Shores, WA — only a two minute walk from the beach. Simply amazing, and it got me a little homesick when I returned today. Some friends from Molly’s, as it happened, travelled to Ocean Shores to see a friend’s band play, and I hung out with them until about 4am, and had a late-night walk back to the cabin. No lights, no cars, no people on the way home; only a deer that came within 5 feet of me as I walked past a bush it was hiding near.
Grope-gate!
Pete Wilson II? Maybe. A Democratic State Congress and a Republican Governor with criminal allegations make for a wacky situation in the coming months. Grope-gate! Leak-gate! Hitler-gate! Perhaps this is the beginning of the death knell for Republican credibility? A metronome that, on the cusp of swinging all the way to the right, will head towards the center. At least two horrible proposals, Prop 53 and 54, failed tonight.
Just finished two chapters of Michael Moore’s new book. Fact-based hilarity. Get it now.
NLCS Champs!
Sweet, sweet victory. The first postseason series victory since 1908.
2003 Chicago Cubs: NLCS Champions
Hooah!
Jim Ortlieb
While watching Six Feet Under last week, one of the actors in the credits was named Jim Ortlieb – I remember that my dad met this guy several years ago in Chicago, so it was really weird to see his name in the credits. The character he plays (a manager) gets shot by a recently-fired disgruntled employee. He has a scene in the morgue where he sits up on the table and talks to also-deceased killer, who had committed suicide at the scene.
2003 Chicago Cubs:
NL Central Divison Champions
Hooah!
I’m in the midst of a week of deconstructing and later reconstructing myself on paper, figuring out my higher purposes with regards to my personal, professional, and community life. A bit of the granola end of the Green MBA program at New College.
Strike that…
Whoops! It looks like the Kalakala didn’t get sold to the San Francisco bidder after they defaulted on the $140,000 bid.
Kalakala leaving Seattle
As pointed out in MiscMedia and reported in the Seattle Times, the Kalakala was purchased for $140,000 and is moving to San Francisco. The irony of this is that the ship, a Seattle icon, was originally built in Oakland.
Check out every misstatement by the Bush administration on misleader.org – with so many to keep track of, the site also offers a daily digest and is an easy resource for the media.
Singing about the other John
Last night I went to the happiest place on Earth — San Francisco’s favorite karaoke bar, The Mint. With Johnny Cash’s recent death, many singers selected songs from his extensive catalogue, but no one offered a tribute to the other death that day, of John Ritter. So I sang the theme from “Three’s Company”, although the instance I’ll always remember John Ritter for is the glow-in-the-dark condom scene from Skin Deep.
“America is … like a dumb puppy that has big teeth that can bite and hurt you, aggressive. “
Johnny Depp, on the United States war with Iraq, later disavowing the quote from having anti-American sentiment
Ground Zero, two years later
Two years ago the Stranger put on it’s cover the most powerful image I’ve ever seen about the events of September 11th.
Two must-see PBS specials cover the event well. Frontline’s “Faith and Doubt at Ground Zero” discusses the spiritual and religious ramifications of survivors and witnesses in New York, and this week’s NOW with Bill Moyers talks about four widows demanding answers from the Bush administration to events leading up to the attacks. Al Franken’s book discusses the Bush administration failure to heed warnings from the Clinton administration about the impending threat of Al Qaeda.
Vivaceoke
Ah, my first weekend of graduate school. Set in a picturesque Waldorf school outside of Santa Rosa, the studying begins. There’s always time for karaoke, however. A nice surprise to find that the Richmond bridge, about 20 minutes north of where I live, sort of looks like when you cross the bridge from Bainbridge Island onto the Olympic Peninsula. With the partly cloudy skies this weekend, I briefly felt like I was in Seattle. A nice fix, but I’d welcome anyone sending a 1/2 pound of Vivace Espresso.
Graduation from New College, 30 August 2003
On August 30th, I graduated with a BA in Humanities, with an emphasis in Public Interest Communications. After eight schools and twelve years, I finally have something to show that I’ve finished. Whew.
