Happy Holidays from St. Anthony Village
This is the second winter we’ve spent in the house and the second winter somebody covered a city firetruck in lights, turned the carols up to 11, strapped a sleigh on the back, threw Santa in it, and drove around the village spreading holiday cheer.
Like the summer’s helicopter ping-pong drop - it makes both Jen
That Giant Buzzing Sound You Hear is Me-dia Filtering and Aggregating Fellow local me-dia mogul Chuck Olsen got some nice press in the Sunday Strib this week.
A nice write up, and I’m glad Chuck got the press - he deserves it. Afterwards though, I had the distinct feeling that the Strib, in their haste to cover every base, actually missed the interesting bits (that you
Done Monkey-ing Around “…my fear on this one is that no one will want to drink [the beer] for fear they will be implicated, or worse yet, sympathetic to the kidnappers.” - Bongo’s slightly regretful kidnapper.
To Improv-a-Go-Go We Went Every Sunday night at the Brave New Workshop presents, Improv-A-Go-Go. $1 buys you 2 hours of local improv. A good deal no matter how hit and miss the comedy.
Tonight’s performance was definitely so:
Straight From Uranus started off rough and quickly got their stride. Knowing when to end a scene, improv or otherwise is the biggest
Cars Shouldn’t Smoke. I’m Sure of That. Last Thursday, as I come to the end of the exit ramp off Hwy 100, the Neon started smoking.
Knowing this is generally a bad sign, I called up Stinson Auto and they sent over a tow truck. The tow truck driver took one whiff of the car and frantically disconnected the battery.
“I don’t want it