Month: November 2019

  • Pre-Concert BS by the Traitorous Husband

    Months ago we bought tickets to see Kathleen Madigan downtown on 11/9. Evening of 11/8: Gary said, “I feel bad.” I began organizing my list of friends I could call upon to step in when Gary flakes. Morning of 11/9: Gary said, “I feel pretty good.” Late morning of 11/9, Gary said, “I don’t feel…

  • Opera Sale

    Every few years the Opera company will sell off old costumes from old productions. I nabbed a fez from The Magic Flute and a skull mask from Orfeo and Euridice. I was doing some research to find out who Ms Thelwell is, and it turns out I have seen her as Gilda’s nurse in Rigoletto,…

  • The Novel: Chapter One

    Okay – I have read Chapter One of the PaterNovel. It really isn’t that bad. He was a journalist, so he knows how to hook you in with a good lead. All the exposition is knocked out in Chapter One, but it was still pretty readable. Our hero is in Oklahoma looking to rescue a…

  • Physical Solutions

    I thought of something to make cold and flu season more tolerable. (It doesn’t involve avoiding colds or the flu, though I have been washing my hands several times a day, and I confess I considered wearing gloves at work. I’m not full-on germaphobe, though. A little girl coughed in my face on Halloween and…

  • Weekly Paint Progress: 11/7

    This week, the gourds went from this: To this … When they were originally this: To be fair, the photo was taken from a slightly different angle. I had wanted it to be loose and Fauvist, and the left gourd is at least pretty loose, but the nodules were just too picky and challenging on…

  • In Which I Am Surprised by the Electoral College

    I remember our amazement in Social Studies class when we learned that one job of the electoral college is to step up and protect the public from voting in an unfit tyrant. I had no idea, but it turns out some of the electors took their Social Studies seriously and there was an organized effort…

  • A Novel to Wrinkle Your Nose

    After sorting the two copies of Jerry’s novel by page number, I set off to divvy it into chapters. My plan was to read it a chapter at a time. Of course, I immediately discovered entire chapters are missing. I hope that they were useless exposition that he threw out in disgust. He seems to…

  • Review: Motherless Brooklyn

    Here’s what was wrong with this movie: it was not Jojo Rabbit. Motherless Brooklyn was a good movie, but I saw a great movie a few days earlier. In comparison to the laughfest/sobfest that was Jojo, this one left me flat. It was also not Boardwalk Empire, though two prominent BE actors were cast in…

  • Embroidery Project Complete

    Here is the shirt with the embroidery covering up the bacon grease: (Not every flower is covering up bacon grease: about half of them were to balance out the other side.) I worked on it so much that the neural track of embroidery just kept spinning even when I was done. My brain kept embroidering…

  • Review: Jojo Rabbit (Absolutely No Spoilers)

    I truly don’t want to talk about the plot of this movie, because it’s just so ideal, and so tightly woven that every throwaway image is going to come back and either punch you in the gut or make you laugh. Seriously, don’t even watch the commercials. Well, perhaps you can, because there was a…