Maybe I’m old-fashioned, but I don’t believe you should name a band after a celebrity that’s still alive!
There are better tasting beers, but maybe it behooves me to pour said beers into one of a set of four of these.
Mortie, Mortie: He's no shorty, Mortie.
Maybe I’m old-fashioned, but I don’t believe you should name a band after a celebrity that’s still alive!
There are better tasting beers, but maybe it behooves me to pour said beers into one of a set of four of these.
This article about Rachel Maddow says it all — a great addition to MSNBC if it happens.
She appeared on her way to a career as an AIDS-policy advocate when a funny thing happened: on a lark she auditioned to be the news reader and sidekick on a wacky FM morning radio program in the area. She got the job, which had her occasionally donning an inflatable calculator costume at a local Ford dealer. She acknowledged that the work was not exactly what she had in mind when she graduated from Stanford University with a bachelor’s degree in public policy and from Oxford University, which she attended on a Rhodes Scholarship and where she earned her doctorate.
I normally just skim our alt-weekly The Stranger, but this week provided two must-read articles: one person’s perspective on the economic slowdown, called United States of Anxiety, and a book review of Steven Seagal’s filmography and discography, relived in order of release.
Humanity is not dead in “Wall-E,” but it is in peril. The world’s population cruises the heavens ceaselessly on a mammoth luxury spaceship that it boarded in the early 22nd century after the planet became uninhabitable. For government, there is a global corporation called Buy N Large, which keeps the public wired to umpteenth-generation iPods and addicted to a diet of supersized liquefied fast food and instantly obsolete products. The people are too bloated to walk — they float around on motorized Barcaloungers — but they are happy shoppers. A billboard on the moon heralds a Buy N Large outlet mall “coming soon,” not far from that spot where back in the day of “Hello, Dolly!” idealistic Americans once placed a flag.
from the Frank Rich column, “Wall-E for President“
I’ve known Ivan longer than I’ve known anyone in Seattle, so when I received the evite for a combination moving day/marriage ceremony, I was more-than-excited, and brought my daughter Ellie with me to help celebrate. Photo galleries from the wedding are posted here and here, with some snapshots I’ve snagged of interest below. For their honeymoon, Ivan and Mary are headed off on a two-month bike journey from Seattle to Norfolk, VA! A safe journey and congratulations!
Pictures of Ellie and Zera at Shilshole, diggin’ it — and from the wading pool at Greenlake.
On their way to lovely Vancouver to board a cruise ship to Alaska! An evening at Chinook’s in Magnolia.