February 15-18, 2015

This entire expanse of time was consumed by weather-watching. OK, well, not really. But it sleeted! And then warmed up slightly & semi-melted, then snowed apocalyptically for a good 40 minutes, then cleared off. Photos available in posts immediately prior to this one.

Did I have any deep thoughts over this period of time? Probably, but nothing so deep that it’s not encapsulated successfully & succinctly in my Twitter feed. This Tumblog is supposed to be for longer-form things, but sometimes I just think in 140-char bursts.

Themes over there at Twitter: misogyny in tech. Restaurants opening & closing. Robert Christgau is still alive & still reviewing records, and trying in his ham-handed old-white-male kind of way to be raw & sensitive and Truthful. Which is how he winds up kinda fat-shaming Merrill Garbus? Really? 

Tuesday night we watched Nightcrawler. Holy moly what a creepshow. Jake Gyllenhaal did something horrible to his skull in order to play this part. Lesser-known younger Gilroy brother Dan wrote & directed – his first directing gig – and did a good job, assuming that we were looking for another Paul Schrader. Were we?

Everybody on Facebook is posting their top-10 NC bands. It’s incredibly sweet. I’ll have more to say on that in my next post. Or the one after that.

p.s. oh yeah the new Sleater-Kinney is still a lock for Album of the Year. Hasn’t faded one iota.

February 15-18, 2015

November 26, 2014

The snow in Virginia postponed a planned trip to the Roanoke area by a day, leaving me at loose ends. Should have been a study day, but honestly I temporarily forgot that every day this week is supposed to be a study day. Was so annoyed at everything in the world that I just surfed the web and read comic books.

Comic book, that is, Strong Female Protagonist, which is loose and jokey and kind of web-comicy, which I guess makes sense, because it is: http://strongfemaleprotagonist.com/issue-1/page-1/

Braved the wet and the mysterious crowds at Morgan Imports to have a BLT at Parker and Otis. It’s a damn fine BLT.

Dinner at Gocciolina, because I was about to leave town, and M wasn’t. It’s always just so good.

Saw Birdman, which is quite the tour de force. But I’m in the mountains of Virginia, writing this on my phone, so my thoughts on that will be written on my laptop tonight & uploaded whenever I get a chance.

November 26, 2014