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Milroy Harrison tells how he restores a painting
This story couldn't have come at a better time. Just the other day in Italy, a Renoir that was stolen in 1975 was recovered. It had been stolen from a place that was going to repair it (when the daughter threw a ball that hit it). And, another art story from the other day involving damaged work: Casino mogul Steve Wynn was showing off a Picasso that was worth over $140 million. He accidentally put his elbow thru it, and it was finally repaired, and is on display again. Note to self: if I ever acquire a nice painting, no wiffle ball in the house, and no taking it off the wall to show friends (elbows and finger prints abound)— October 1, 2008 11:21 p.m.
In Bulk
Wow. Someone actually went to see Nights in Rodanthe. Even my parents, who love crappy film, hated it. Duncan totally nails it on all these films. I probably liked Towelhead a bit more. But, Ghost Story was good, not great (same with Stir of Echoes, which he references). And, great to see that Rick Gervais didn't just play some sadsack that felt sorry for himself. It made the film so much better. His zingers are great (and did you notice Ferris Bueller's buddy Cameron as one of the main ghosts?) Choke was such a disappointment. The commercials looked so funny. And, this really could've been a great comedy. Instead, it was a mess.— October 1, 2008 10:48 p.m.
Laughing
Well, you know what sucks? I have this system of listening to CDs in my car. One at a time, for two weeks. If there's no good song on the radio (which is rare), I play two songs in a row on CD. Then back to the radio. When I bring the next CD in my car, usually the old CD goes into the new case, and eventually, as they're all sitting on my counter, I sort out which goes in which case. Well, about a year ago, I went to listen to Elephant (as it's my favorite Stripes CD, followed closely by DeStilj)....there was NO DISC inside the case. So, in one of my thousands of other CDs, it's there. I just don't know where to even begin looking.— October 1, 2008 10:41 p.m.
The Girl You Want
I'm not saying that you would say "Oh well...3 months, no big investment. I'll just create another one." But, it's much like a relationship. I'm sure it would be tougher to lose a person (thru a breakup), that you had dated for 3 months, as oppose to 3 years (assume you love them both, equally). You have 3 years of memories, and of hoping it would get to that next level of marriage, etc.— October 1, 2008 10:58 a.m.
Blogging keeps you from being hired and gets you fired
Wow, I hadn't seen this story first time around. Interesting. Nobody can complain about a company doing this to a perspective employee (although, I'd say, it's idiotic for them to tell the employee). For example, you can no longer call the persons previous employer, to find out what kind of employee they were (too many legal issues). No better way to find out, then read what they write. I know, as I blog on this site...and respond to people that respond to my blogs, that ANYTHING I write, can not only be seen by my bosses here (and, I'm technically, representing the company), but any future bosses, future girlfriends, future girlfriends parents, etc. For someone to blog, or write, and not worry about such things, is just being foolish.— October 1, 2008 1:14 a.m.
Comfort Food
Twas a woman. It's funny, because as much as I've never found cheese on mac and cheese I liked...I've never found nachos I didn't dislike.— October 1, 2008 12:18 a.m.
Laughing
The Tom Waits song is okay. I forgot about that one. Black by PJ, isn't a favorite of mine. Black Hole Sun, I love. Chris Cornell just did it live at House of Blues last month (he won't be doing it at the end of this months HoB show, as it's the entire new album). Black Sabbath, the song, I couldn't place. When I thought I had the Tony guitar riff, it turned into War Pigs or Fairies Where Boots! I don't know that solo Ozzy song. But I'm guessing I'm not missing much. And, I can't place the White Stripes tune, which is odd, since I have all their CDs. Also odd that, their name is "white" stripes, yet they don't have a song with "white" in the title.— October 1, 2008 12:15 a.m.
...And the Agony of Defeat
Oh, I didn't realize that would be considered a snuff film. Or, isn't that just if it is filmed WITH the sole purpose being a murder/death? I mean, those craziest police chase shows, sometimes show an accident that resulted in death (like the tank driver here in San Diego, that was shot and killed by the cops...I think they were just mad he left the turn signal on for a few miles down the 163). Hey towel...it took me a few minutes to realize what you even meant when you listed those actors. Then I remembered, an actor died, and they all stepped up to finish his part. It's strange because...a bunch of actors (and one actress), all did that playing Dylan. Yet, he didn't die (of course, he looks like he died in 1974...about the same year Keith Richards looks to have passed on)— October 1, 2008 12:10 a.m.
Priority Public House
I have to agree with the poster above. But, I do love seeing Jack Tempchin play there. He's a local legend (he wrote a few Eagles tunes, including "Peaceful Easy Feeling")— September 30, 2008 1:26 a.m.
Flogging Molly...and Amanda
I get a kick out of listening to Halloran interview bands. It's always more about him then the band. And him spouting off his knowledge of music. It's bizarre. It really is.— September 30, 2008 1:23 a.m.