Monthly Archives: November 2010

JOHANNA, WITH OVERFLOWING PAPER BAG: OK, so you’re the king and I’m the princess.


So look what I have—one horsey, one teddy, one blanket and one balloon. [tosses items out like scarves from a magic hat]

Take this for sleeping with [hands over a blanket, then a balloon] and this is for blowing up if you’re hungry.

If I’m hungry?

You drink the water inside.


Not actually, that’s just pretend… OK, alright. Now you’re the dad and I’m the kid. And it’s really really really really really cold out there. And it’s snowing out there.

Is it?

No, it’s just pretend… Daddy why are you wearing sweatpants when it’s not nighttime?

Oooooo. Busted.


Graffiti: it it fun or is it dumb?

The laid-back wisdom of Nick Lowe.

Was professional wrestling just a really bad dream?

The lighter side of captivity.

A nightly televised walk around Toronto, mostly watched by prisoners.

via, via, via

01 Joan Jett – Love Is All Around You
02 The Wedding Present – Where Everybody Knows Your Name
03 Dan The Automator – The A*TEAM (Hannibal Mix)
04 The Mekons – Having a Party
05 Human League – Things That Dreams Are Made Of
06 The Luv’d Ones – I’m Leaving You
07 The Beatles – Baby’s In Black
08 Doug Sahm – It’s Gonna Be Easy
09 Fred Neil – The Other Side Of This Life (Live)
10 MC Paul Barman f. Doom – Hot Guacamole
11 Theophilus London – Give It Up Dad
12 Blaqstarr f. Rye Rye – Shake It to the Ground [supersonico rmx]
13 Lee Perry & The Upsetters – Big Neck Cut
14 Meat Puppets – Aurora Borealis
15 Telekinesis – Dirty Thing
16 Wavves – King of the Beach
17 Yo La Tengo – I Should Have Known Better
18 Willie Mitchell – Groovin’
19 Lee Stone – What Is Life
20 Marley Marl Featuring. Master Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap & Big Daddy Kane – The Symphony
21 Ben Rayner and the Pricks – Nerds at ATP


HOW DO YOU TURN OFF YOUR THOUGHTS? It takes effort lately to enjoy things without my inner monologue horning in. Too many Whys and What Ifs. With plenty to relish (absorbing reads, disturbing documentaries, hella babies, huge projects capped, rad photography exhibits, more camaraderie than I’ve had for months) I need to process less and pay more attention.

Xeroxing with Johanna.

The epic line to see Obama’s rally (lot of good that did), with “big beer” in the background.

A wee Marie Antoinette won first prize at the costume contest.

Pizza with the angelic baby Odelia, poppa Matty and butterfly friend.

Ella Kay Siasoco was born last Tuesday.

A performance by the Bare Bones puppet theater in a forest by the river.

There are tipis around the M.I.A. this month.

Colorful toast on the occasion of my 36th birthday.

>> Mirah – Look Up!


The Minneapolis Public Schools have a Kindergarten early-admission policy for kids who turn five on September 2nd or later. That policy is “you are at the very bottom of the list and will therefore be lucky to attend even one of our crummiest schools next fall.” According to people in a position to know, Johanna is ready for school in 2011. But since her birthday’s 19 days after the cut, she has to wait until she’s nearly six or hope for a slot at random school X. Sarah is investigating work-arounds and it looks like the rules can be broken. But only if you whine, weasel, argue and act like the self-obsessed, overbearing parent you never wanted to be. We’re annoyed with the system. And we’re only just getting acquainted.

I am mired in harmful dependency with a popular social network. I check it every 15 minutes or so, which means I willfully disappoint myself 50 times a day. If you told me last year that my most-visited site would be a hotbed of Vikings/Packers/Twins chatter and mobile tech talk, I would have laughed, then disabled my click finger. I recently found myself in a mean, long-winded argument with a stranger about a news item that I didn’t care about. I can’t even remember my position now. Most days, it’s a nightmare of Groucho Marxian self-loathing: this club I created is not worthy of me (but why didn’t you jerks like my link?) Whatever satisfactions I sought are over, or more likely never existed. Friends are bailing. Flame out is imminent.

Saying Obama’s “failed” policies are responsible for the sorry state of the U.S. economy is like blaming your cancer on what you just had for breakfast … something something Wall Street excesses … mass amnesia by GOP cable mind rays … oh forget it. Third rant has been preempted by this glass of bourbon. Processing by other means.

>> Oneida – What’s Up, Jackal?