Monthly Archives: June 2002

these things i meant to say

nothing like a flood of work-related upgrades to tie up your time and dry out your mind and keep you from considering anything beyond the mundanities of the work-a-day life cycle. but the work is almost done, or at least in as much as the current scope of my projects can allow, and i am

bourne free

took in another screening last night, and this is what i thought of it.

rediscovering the abbott

it has been over two years since i mentioned her on this site, so long ago that i cannot even find the original post. i was doing the daily postings by hand back then, hard-coding them into html each and every time, so the disappearance doesn’t surprise me. just to bring you up to speed,

remember from whence we came

it’s lanparty time again. tomorrow at high noon. time to gather up the case and the cords and head south for a few hours of perfectly frivolous video gaming. and while i’m rather proud of my little bundle of technological joy, there will be others in attendance with machines that dwarf my own. yet judging

yes, they still make good videos

you just can’t see them on mtv. not anymore. now you have to hunt for them online, and i am happy i found this one today. now i’ll be humming all the way home and wishing i had paid more attention to the handful of b-boys in junior high school. i mean, admit it, there

the return of the aquila

one of the highlights of my first trip to NYC was took place at 55 mercer street in greenwich village. manhattan ensemble theatre was hosting the aquila theatre company and their production of shakespeare’s much ado about nothing. and there was nothing at all typical about it. the music resembled the thumping chords of a

think about think

so i just saw one of these in the parking lot of manuel’s tavern. all plastic body, the surface feels like a non-stick frying pan. (yes, i touched it, and so would’ve you.) it’s completely electric. and believe it or not, it’s a ford.

Same people, different dogs

Whoever said that people tend to share certain similarities with their pets never walked down a New York City sidewalk. We have by far the biggest collection of ordinary, boring souls with some of the most amazing dogs. Now I’ve never been a dog person. I never trust anything so willing to make a fool

being right can be the saddest thing of all

doing the right thing is never easy. knowing when to quit proves our hearts ignorant. bucking up and realizing that life must change is painfully necessary. this is the part of the film where you come to grips with the plot that has been spinning around you and the subplots that continue to weave beneath

he is not sam brown, but..

he is pretty darned funny, none-the-less. check out the rest of them at toothpaste for dinner.