folklife fest and my message from god

As usual, I had a great time at Folklife, and received a message from the Almighty Lord too.
There seems to be an emphasis on Indian culture this year, so Greta and I ended up watching some traditional Indian dance, which was fascinating. The dancers had rigorously controlled, graceful movements. Most amazing were their facial [...]

sculptures and swirling locomotive steam

As part of my effort to learn more about video production I’m taking some classes through SCANTV. Yesterday I took one of their cameras and a tripod out to the new Olympic Sculpture Park. The park qualifies as pretty nifty on the nifty scale, mostly because of (1) the giant old-fashioned typewriter eraser and [...]

a frozen rope is a flying baseball

I won two tickets to a Mariner’s game at work, so Maggie and I went. Beautiful day. The roof was open, the drunken loud guy sitting next to me left early, Felix Hernandez was back in the game, the Mariner’s won, and all was right with the world. True, I don’t really like baseball. Also [...]

tea, fascism, and theater

The Taste of Tea. Maggie insisted that we see this 2004 Japanese film, and as usual, she was right. Word of it’s greatness had gotten around, obviously, because we attended on the last night and the tiny Grand Illusion was packed and the show following ours was also a full house. If you [...]