I was pretty excited last night to find that Tom Waits will be touring this summer, with a weekend stop in Columbus on the schedule. The timing of the announcement was remarkable; The Wife I had had just discussed a few days before that we would make seeing him a priority the next time he… Read More dogs, though, sense courage.
For me, it’s a rite of spring: I look at the just-released list of performers coming to town for the Three Rivers Arts Festival, and start grinning like an idiot. For example: Friday, June 6: moe. Best jam-band going today Saturday, June 7: James McMurtry – roots & rhythm with a political edge – with… Read More i’ll be dahntahn.
It’s been an interesting few days. I had plenty of time to write … and I didn’t. The Wife and I are reasserting ourselves back into public life today, when we attend the opening of Inner and Outer Space, a new installation at the Mattress Factory in the Mexican War Streets. We’ve always enjoyed the… Read More i’m back.
I think I just made up a new word with that title. Hm. @ Our date on Sunday was spectacular. Dinner at Sonoma Grille would have been good enough by itself; the concert made it perfect. The Preservation Hall Jazz Band mixes guys who have played the New Orleans hall for decades — like trombone… Read More upcatcher.
I have a date. I juggled my work schedule so The Wife and I could have a normal-person Sunday this week, and we’re taking advantage of the opportunity: Dinner at the Sonoma Grille followed by the Preservation Hall Jazz Band at the Byham Theater. I’ve written about my Dixieland Jazz affinity before, and about my… Read More old school.
That’s from the opening of The Vagina Monologues, which The Wife and I took in Saturday evening at City Theatre on the South Side. It was an exercise that underscored the whole premise of the piece — this isn’t something women are comfortable talking about, even to the point of being able to use the… Read More va. gi. na.
Uncle Crappy 