Rosencrantz and Guildenstern live!

Whenever presented with the chance to see a Tom Stoppard production — a play, a movie, you name it — a reasonable person jumps on it swiftly. That’s why I’ve already inked my calendar to go see one of the most hilarious looks at Shakespeare I’ve ever read (and can now see!), “Rosencrantz and Guildenstern …

when memory is a family affair

Yesterday was my dad‘s birthday, an event that inspired this (in retrospect) hilarious chain of phone calls: My Sunday call to my mom, to see if Pa Norell would be around on Monday so I could call with proper birthday wishes. My Monday evening call to Pa Norell, to wish him a happy birthday and …

it used to be my playground …

Holy crap! I was reading the Baxter Bulletin this morning and saw this story about a shooting at Old Hickory Park — MY PARK!! Man hospitalized after shooting A 29-year-old Mountain Home man was shot twice Saturday in Hickory Park while on visitation rights with his three children. Benjamin Tucker Staples, who was shot in …

good thing I’m an optimist.

Here’s the feedback I just submitted to Posados Web site (verbatim): I’ve been to this Posados (and others) many times, and I have to say that tonight’s experience was BY FAR THE WORST I’ve ever had, nearly at any restaurant ever… it was really THAT bad. I arrived and it took a full five minutes …

super fun

We had a few people over to watch the Super Bowl last night. Daniel cooked up fajita meat and we made quesadillas between commercials. Everyone agreed this year’s crop of commercials were significantly less impressive than other years … but the game was close, the company was wonderful, and I actually managed to clean up …

spanker evangelism

Everyone who reads this blog with any regularity knows about my borderline obsession with the Asylum Street Spankers … and today, I had a chance to introduce someone new (my coworker Kathy) to the Spankers. I’d invited her (and her husband) to join us for the Spankers performance in Denton on Feb. 12, and at …

when I was 26 …

I was listening to some Asylum Street Spankers music during my commute home tonight, and realized that the last time I saw them live: Julie still lived here and wasn’t dating anyone. I was 26. It was my birthday week o’ fun. We were all on ready alert to discern the true feelings of Gramps, …

I can be vague, too

In the tradition started by Matt of blog posts that make little or no sense unless you’re in on the story, I’d like to say this to my small but important fan base in Korea: Yes, and by a factor of at least a hundred, it’s the best it’s ever been. 🙂