Ah, lazy days when there's nothing pressing to do. Or rather, there are plenty of pressing things to do, but you chuck them all & go to a museum instead. ( Life on the 7 1/2 floor. )

I am so psyched about the impending arrival of the players, coaches, trainers, & legions of fans who will soon be descending on the Twin Cities for the 2004 National Hockey League All-Star game, which will be happening this Sunday at the Xcel Center. There's a lot of cool stuff going on on Saturday, too - skills contests & the like ( Read more... )

Confidential message to the women of Theatre Unbound: if you want to stage a performance in downtown St. Paul, do not - repeat, DO NOT - hold it in the middle of Winter Carnival. Thank you ( Read more... )

A place called SPL Integrated Solutions doesn't sound like a roiling hotbed of creative energy, does it? And yet, for the past 2 years it's been the home of Theatre Unbound's 24 Hour Play Project. What is the 24 Hour Play Project? you ask. It's a fundraiser for Theatre Unbound, a local company whose mission statement reads, "Theatre Unbound ( Read more... )

Ugh. I found one of those hairs this morning - the ones where I can't tell if they're blond or gray. Stupid blond highlights. Harumph.

My girlfriend? Totally astounding. She came over & cooked for me last night. And I don't mean she threw some stuff in a pot & warmed it up. She hand made pesto-ricotta tortellini - from scratch. She continually ( Read more... )

"Norland Wind" may be the most beautiful song ever. For whatever that's worth. ( Which might not be much. )

I know I'm behind the times here, but I just had to say:

Congratulations, puffpastry!

on "Lavender" naming Does This Monologue Make Me Look Fat? best solo performance in 2003!

You da woMan!

So glad you asked. I think I'll work backward.

Getting 6 hours of sleep is a royal bite in the arse. But there was just nothing for it. I woke up at 10:30, &, man, I was up. Goddamned circadian rhythms. ( Goddamned caffeine buzzes that are still going when you wake up the next morning. )

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At the party thrown by trueenough & his ilk (&, damn, trueenough & his ilk throw a good party), I wander over to the 'karaoke wing,' where one of the guests is singing "California Dreaming." As that song ends, "House of the Rising Sun" kicks on. "Do this one, too!" the spectators urge.

He shrugs. "I don't know this one."

And I, like I'm some sort of...of...of ( Read more... )

I have new icons, folks. Behold the new icons.

Behold, especially, the new default icon. This is my tree. Yes, really. Mine. All mine. And the Valley Grove Church's, of course.

Back when I was at The Minnesota Project, I was working on the Community Sustainability Project, which was a series of case studies on (wait for it!) community ( Read more... )