I’ve proven to myself again that any obscure film I place in my Netflix queue has a decent probability of sucking large. In this case it is with a 2005 gem from froggyland called Caché. The problem is, I scan a lot of capsulated movie reviews be they online or in print in the various …
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I’d be lying if I told you it didn’t occur to me that I’d been long-time lately low on stuff to rant about. Usually I can count on reading or seeing something — a high percentage of it’s tremendously trivial — that sets me off. Whatever the trigger, maybe I’ll write a letter to the …
I got an L.A. Marathon merchandising email in my inbox today. They’ve finally stopped offering me ultra-discounted crap from the last marathon four months ago and they’re finally focusing on next year: Time for me to do the same. My marathon history in a nutshell — no, let me go even one better: bullet points! …
Cybele’s wish is my command: Â webcam page
Amazing how time flies when you’re having puppies. Has it really already been more than a week since Susan and I found them in the desert off Highway 163 in Utah? Seems like yesterday… but on the flipside, has it only been eight days? In a lot of ways it seems much longer. Especially since …
Though we trotted the video camera around with us throughout the entire vacation, oddly I ended up only using it twice, once to capture aspects of the storm that deluged us while we were in Arches National Park and once to catch some condors flying waaaaaay off in the distance when we were in Vermilion …
So a few miles away from the Navajo Bridge over the Colorado River on the Vermilion Cliffs Highway (No. 89A) in Arizona and practically right next door to the Cliff Dweller Lodge Susan and I stayed in with the pups that first night, we were enthralled not only by a bevy of balanced rocks along …