Last winter, J and I tossed the snowshoes in the car and drove to Altaussee. We walked for two kilometers across the frozen lake and then strapped on our snowshoes to walk another two or three kilometers up to a “hutte” or shed. We turned back at the point where the trail started to go …
There’s hay making and flowers growing and cows grazing and people walking and wow, it’s green and beautiful everywhere. [tags]summer, Austria[/tags]
Vending machine in Sea-Tac with sign saying “Don’t even think of taking this stuff on the plane.” Things appear to have settled quite a bit in air travel, though flights through Heathrow are experiencing minor delays due to the added security measures. We were delayed out of Seattle by about half an hour, and again …
This week’s Fish Wednesday is going to be eaten out of a compartmentalized tray squeezed on the back of the seat in front of me, so I’ve moved it up a few days. Plus, who wants to put something as sacred as Fish Wednesday in the hands of British Airways? I might be able to …
If you think you don’t want to see a play about semi-pro wrestling, especially one that has an overtly homoerotic subplot, well, to my stunned surprise, you’re wrong. Last night I was lucky enough to catch Piledriver at the Cap Hill Arts Center. I found it wildly entertaining. Oh, sure, it’s obscene. It’s rife with …
The Man in Blue plays Johnny Cash songs on a big guitar in Post Alley. He’s a smiling guy and has a deep voice and he’s not half bad. He played a respectable Walk the Line – that was preceded by the classic Folsom Prison Blues. Johnny Cash makes a suitable soundtrack for eating chowder …