Archive > January 2006
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The Mission
On March 21, 2005, a wonderful thing happened. There was a place (or plave if you will) created on the internet. It was a wonderful place, full of pictures and music (granted it was all over a phone so it sounded a little rough) and best of all, it was filled with great [...]
And the Oscar goes to…
First things first…read the post that Spin wrote last night about Eekerz’ Eulogy. (Sidenote: I always hate posting after very nice posts, because I don’t want them to be unintentionally ignored) (Sidenote II: That has never prevented me from posting)
Second…things…second…The Oscar nominations were announced this morning. Go Brokeback!
I was going to post all the nominees [...]
An Epiphany about Eulogy
This evening I went to the CHS production of Eulogy. It was a beautiful thing to see. I can’t say in words how grateful I am to know a guy like Justin Speck.
All I can say is that I know what it feels like to be an artist. I know the struggle that I [...]
MMMM MMMM GOOD!!
My Dearest Spin… Thank you ever so much for the wonderful dinner party last night. Wonderful cuisine, wonderful conversation, and of course the “hostess with the mostess”. I look forward to it happening again…You’s a most wondermous chef Spinny! Leeeerve!
The Great Philosopher
Count how many lessons we can learn from this story…
A Great Philosopher
Keep this philosophy in mind the next time you either hear or are about to repeat a rumor.
In ancient Greece (469 – 399 BC), Socrates was widely lauded for his wisdom.
One day the great philosopher came upon an acquaintance who ran up to Him [...]
Brokeback Mountain
So the Jester and I went to the 1pm matinee of “Brokeback Mountain” this afternoon.
The theater was packed. Average age was probably in the mid-50s. Anyway…
If you can go see this movie…do it. I was deeply and profoundly moved. I love going to movies, but rarely am I pulled in. [...]
