Month: December 2007

  • The Three Pointer: Suffocating Hope

    Game #28, Road Game #15: Minnesota 96, Portland 109 Game #29, Road Game #16: Minnesota 90, Seattle 109 Season record: 4-25 1. Play Richard Wolves color commentator Jim Petersen and I probably differ as much as we agree on myriad aspects of the team, but as far as I’m concerned, the only thing missing from…

  • An Old Thing, from Somewhere Else: Something Heavy Being Carried Away

    I WAS 38 YEARS OLD and washing dishes in a strip bar, forced to wear a ridiculous chef’s hat because the place clung to its delusions and had the audacity to serve food. The all-you-can-eat chili special was a big draw with the oil boys from the refinery across the highway. I’d punch out at…

  • Poster Art Is the Bomb

    Like the burrito to the taco, gig posters (larger posters for music shows) are the larger, more respected version of the flier/postcard PR materials. (Sorry, I’ve got my mind on tacos right now.)  Anyway, gig posters aren’t just CD store or bar room wallpaper anymore, they’re now one of the most popular art forms in…

  • Where to Dine on New Year's Eve – Part II

    Still haven’t decided where to go for New Years Eve? Besides the usual suspects, and the places I wrote about last week in Part I the options range from free champagne and hors d’oeuvres at midnight at the new Driftwood Char Bar, three- and five-course options at First Course, and a seven-course gastronomic blowout at…

  • Looking at the Little Things

    Nope, not paper, it’s microfiche. These intriguing photos come from Mickey Smith, who’s making a photo collection by combing through microfiche located in Minneapolis Libraries. Very cool. (Oh. And in case you might be too young or have never worked in a Library, here’s what it is.) [via]

  • Two Parties

    Most restaurant industry slaves refer to New Year’s Eve as "Amateur Night". Having worked plenty of NYE’s in past, I can’t say that I’m eager to go out and cram myself into a bar with a bunch of sweaty, drunk people. Have fun. I wouldn’t mind tucking into a cozy booth at a favorite restaurant,…