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Sharing Netflix Queues

August 16, 2010 Leave a comment

Still bemoaning the closure of Video Americain in Adams Morgan (okay, I know it’s been over six years … but still), I was late coming to this whole Netflix thing. Welp, they’ve beefed up their mondo and eclectic offerings and the whole shebang is pretty sweet.

To share queues with friends, scroll to the bottom of any Netflix page >> (far right bottom footer) Community >>> (under community) Friends >>> (Friends Page top header, third button over) “Invite Friends” >>> and enter their email address.

There’s also some code you can share.

http://www.netflix.com/BeMyFriend/Pas196MFHaYHoe0DMA22

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Elance Blog: Are You Killing Your Productivity? 6 Things to Watch Out For

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WU Vs Beatles – Enter the Magical Mystery Chambers

January 21, 2010 Leave a comment

Excellent mashup.

Produced by Tom Caruana at

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Ben Davis & the Jetts – Local 506 CD release party

January 9, 2010 Leave a comment

Ben Davis & the Jetts – Local 506 CD release party

First time out for the lil’ Canon Vixia, not too bad.

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Modern Love Haikus

October 21, 2009 Leave a comment

Ahead of the Mortified two-year Anniversary show in DC tonight, I thought I’d bust out some dating haikus a girl-friend has been steadily texting me over the past few days.

Local Bar Manager

Stick thin legs, tube sox
You spent ten months in the clink
Leave me for cobwebs

Tube Sox

FedEx Field

Fancy arm duck tattoo
I pay for all drinks and food
When game tix were free

Why?

36 years old
You still call yourself Spanky
Impotent herp dick

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La Gran Banda at the Richmond Folk Festival

October 21, 2009 Leave a comment

For the fourth year in a row, I went to the Richmond Folk Festival with my father and while it’s always a good time, I have to say, Sunday, October 9 may have been the best day I’ve spent at it–or any–festival. (Including Lollapalooza, MacRock, the Smithsonian Folklife Festival, etc. etc.)

The weather was beautiful and the programmers did a great job with a full dance-card of eclectic acts. On Sunday I caught the Don Roy Trio, Debashish Bhattacharya, Sophia Bilides Trio, Jeffery Broussard & the Creole Cowboys, and Wylie and the Wild West. But more than anything else, it was seeing Miami-based La Gran Banda that put it over the top for me.

A Colombian papayera band, La Gran Banda’s hour-long set was pure energy & joy–with some playful sexuality thrown in for spice. The only thing I’ve seen comparable to it are the Gipsy Kings, but amp that up with healthy dose of ParliamentFunkadelic-cum-New Orleans Brass band; as choreographed by a South American John Belushi type.

Looks and moves like a Colombian John Belushi, but corrals the busy stage with the aplomb and showmanship of George Clinton.

Looks and moves like a Colombian John Belushi, but corrals the busy stage with the aplomb and showmanship of George Clinton.

The lead singer really was a ringer for the late Belushi, and he kept the party rolling while urging (appropriately and naturally, never too pushily or annoyingly) the crowd to join in the fun. Within two songs the crowd was on its feet, dancing freely, and relishing the show–not an easy task for a somewhat reserved festival audience at the tail end of a three-day long event. (Though I’m sure the afternoon sunshine and Columbus Day holiday helped the cause.)

I’m not a music critic by any stretch of the imagination, but if you get the chance to see this band live, DO. (Unfortunately, what I’ve found of the band on the web doesn’t even come close to doing their live show justice.) I can guarantee you a GREAT time.

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Mystically Unkitschy Madison Wisconsin (and a visit to Ella’s Deli)

September 10, 2009 1 comment

Ah, Madison. And by extension, Wisconsin.

How to describe it?

In a nutshell, it’s the home of the non-ironic mustache. Yes, they still exist. Along with lots of kitsch, only, in Madison, it’s not kitschy. It’s real.

Really.

Here’s a wall of tchotchkes in some bar we visited:


And I’m telling you, this kitsch and tchotchke stuff? it ain’t done tongue-in-cheek. Nope. It’s done Eunice-and-Stanley-Hoffenschtooper-GrandMaMa-“Isn’t-this-nice-deary”-style.

Now this is all a bit hard to follow, particularly for po-mo hipsters and anyone who’s a Gen Xer on, but, in Madison–and it took me a while to get this–people have really bad taste … and really good hearts.

Which makes them kind of lovable. Like a puppy. Or MR.

And, yes, 95% of them are *really* white. And, yes, most of them spend an unhealthy amount of time drinking beer and eating cheese curds. Which I can’t argue with at all.

But let me back up.

Madison is absolutely beautiful in the summer. It straddles four lakes and much of the time is spent on the water. Here’s the view of Lake Mendota from the famous University of Wisconsin Memorial Union, via the Rathskeller:


If you look closely in the picture, you’ll see a fellow in a light-blue polo shirt yakking at his friends:

This guy is remarkable for a couple of reasons:

  • He is one of the three people of color I saw over the span of five days.
  • He’s representative of the area. Looks completely normal, right? Sure. But he had the nuttiest accent I’ve ever heard. Think Middle-Eastern-cum-Minnesotan. I listened to him for almost an hour; it’s just indescribable. Kind of Yul-Brenner (The King and I) mixed with Marge Gunderson. Maybe a bit of Dr. Honeydew thrown in there too, because there was some lab talk.

And there you have Wisconsin. Looks simple enough on the surface, but there’s just something a little bit odd about it all.

For instance, public bathrooms. 60% of them had these kind of urinals:

These good people do know that it ain’t cool to flush five gallons of water into the sewer system for each potty break, right?

Not that it matters. The place seems to be stuck in a Honeymoonersesque time warp, Ralph Kramden should have worked for the Madison Metro Transit instead of the Gotham Bus Company. Note the classic barber shop pole:


And the menu board:

Okay, I cheated on the menu board shot. It’s actually at Mickie’s Dairy Bar and is displayed as part of its long history. You can see the “real” menu board in the background:

Did I mention the simply monstrous serving sizes in Madison? Now, I’m not a delicate flower by any stretch of the imagination, but even I had a hard time finishing a plate. Here’s a piece of freshly-baked apple crumb cake from Mickie’s that my buddy got for $1.50:

For perspective’s sake, that’s probably a 12 or 16 oz. coffee mug next to it. Got a coffee mug around? Okay. Now you know the size of the portions in WI. No wonder everyone seemed so large.

I heard Wisconsin was one of the fattest states in the nation, but, alas, apparently it doesn’t even crack the Top 10.

Here’s my idea about a typical Small Madisonian Business Owner’s (SMBO) conversation with his wife (Wife) would go:

SMBO: Gosh honey, people aren’t stopping at the filling station as much as they used to. Must be the economy.

WIFE: Well, that, or you just don’t have anything classy
down there to let ’em know you’re an honest businessman.

SMBO: Don’t start in on all that again. I told you …

WIFE: I know, I know. I’m just sayin’, it isn’t right, how can folks know they can trust you with their vehicles? How do they know you have sound judgment?

TIME LAPSE, cut to:

As we were on our way out-of-town, we made one more stop to Ella’s Deli. This is the top-rated kid’s place in Madison, and it just tells you so much about the culture there (view an HD version HERE):

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