Monthly Archive for December, 2007

the fcc blows it, again

I was trying to find a post on Slog about the Croc closing (to update that other post) — but instead this slapped me in the face: FCC Approves Deregulation of Ownership Rules
Are you fucking kidding me? Might as well let Rupert Murdoch, Robert Iger and Richard Parsons mud wrestle for the whole block now [...]

joe plans

My old friend Joe (no, not ‘Almost My Oldest Friend, The Joe Brown,’ but another very good man who shares the name Joseph) just started writing a bit of his own Year In Review. He writes about that kinda stuff on his LiveJournal blog at big times — new year, birthdays, etc. I understand why [...]

croc-less

The Crocodile Cafe in Belltown closed. No one seems to know why.

archive hell

Partially based on that last post, I’m trying to get all the archives to work. We’ll see…
[Edit: I broke shit. Trying to work it out now.]

sorry to bore you

This is just a note to myself for future blog posts…
This blog:

is not anonymous (so don’t get all crazy and write everything that comes to mind)
is not a church (so don’t censor SO much) (so don’t get too stuck in the pulpit)
needs archival surgery

speaking of…

…walls filled with art, check out this piece in today’s Seattle Times: Graffiti artists come together in Gerogetown

if i don’t do it…

…someone else should.
I’ve toyed with the idea of taking a grant writing course more than once over the years. I’ve had, and heard, some really good ideas that I would love to see in action. Last night, H and I were sharing a smoke and rambling on about something that led to art. I love [...]

a (p)review

In the last year, I :

quit my first full-time office job
started my second full-time office job, at Microsoft (through Filter/TALENT (I think I’m legally required to say that))
turned 27
went to some far away places: London/Bath, Alaska
started taking yoga again
thought a lot about quitting smoking
made plans to move in with H
worried more about some things
worried [...]

trip on orcas

Orcas the island, not killer whales. H and I drove to Anacortes to catch a late ferry Friday night, and after a few hectic messages left on West Beach Resort’s voicemail, we stumbled onto the office and found our key. Waking up to the sound of waves, listening to the rain hit the roof, removing ourselves from daily [...]