I’m at work but I’m waiting for some video to upload and it’s been cranking away for kind of a long time while I worked on some slides for tomorrow’s class – and with the way all Apple products, like Keynote that I was using for my slides – are all backing up to iCloud … [Read more…]
I saw Garbage at Madison WI’s new concert venue The Sylvee. It’s named after Sylvia Frank, the late wife of Herb Frank. They founded a family business, Frank Productions, that started off booking concerts at the Dane County Coliseum, and grew to booking live concerts all over the country. Still family run, at least until … [Read more…]
I think I used to be more interesting than I am now, or more diligent. Or maybe I just had more time. Case in point – here’s this year’s First Weekend of Fall post, and a prior, same title, from 2012. I was cooking more, School Woods was still up and running, celebrating 6 years, … [Read more…]
Thanksgiving in Hollywood, 1981, I believe. My brother, me, mom & dad, brother’s then girlfriend Rita. Lovely Rita. SoCal stuff like the diner, and random pink Rambler, that was not ours. I like that we took pictures of the pumpkin pie. I want to make these into a quilt. [portfolio_slideshow pagerpos=disabled exclude=”3010″]
An old friend’s comment on one of my Facebook posts got me digging through my old slides, looking for this hanging I made, I think in 1979: And looking at the slides got me thinking about how to digitize them. Of course, I could send them off and get them done for real; they’re 35mm … [Read more…]
Right before I turned 21, I got raped at gun point (well, it was a little, couldn’t have been more than 22-caliber pistol, but it was still a gun, and it was against my head). I was walking home on a July night in Pittsburgh, and I heard boot heels following me, and I speeded … [Read more…]
Yes, I know I haven’t written for awhile. My friend Joe is getting a lot of press for having turned his podcast series, Documents that changed the world, into a book, with a slightly different title, Documents That Changed the Way We Live. So here’s one that changed me. Found in an old filing cabinet … [Read more…]
I think it’s a natural thing that as you age, you start feeling like you’re no longer “at the pulse of it all” like Arthur Kane, as Robyn Hitchcock sings in N.Y. Doll. This weekend, somehow, I felt worse than that – like I’m becoming invisible. Probably much of my malaise is related to the … [Read more…]
So the radio in my new car is not as good as the one in the old one was. I can’t listen to public radio all the way to the train station in Harvard IL. It fades out around Janesville. For a little while I tried a country station – one Sunday night last December … [Read more…]
George Harrison sings for John I can’t believe I’m so old I have a kid who’s 30, although I’m actually old enough to have a kid who’s 40, if I’d started sooner. I made a temporary special blog banner for the occasion: They almost never looked like this – John’s only about 19 months older … [Read more…]