8.12.2009

A Post Before Heading to Boston

Well, I failed to post after we went to Eastern Market on Saturday. As usual, things did not go as planned. It poured rain (which is fine because the market is under several huge shelters) and the restaurant serving ribs did not look as inviting without the usual setup (people usually sit outside, eating and people-watching while listening to live music). Instead, Fiance and I walked through the market and found something even better! I have been wanting to try Good Girls go to Paris crepes for a few months, and the owner was set up at the market. I had a yummy spinach, boursin, and turkey crepe, and to my surprise, Fiance had the same and loved it (he ate his more like a burrito). Next time we will do his thing and eat ribs though. As it happens, my Seattle sister and her daughter C had crepes at the market (in Seattle) as well - great minds eat alike!

We had planned to go to John K. King's bookstore after leaving the market, but my google directions failed me, and we ended up doing our usual potholed tour of deserted downtown streets, ending up at one of our favorite turnaround points, a giant building that says United States of America, which I assume is a U.S. Customs building. My advice: Do not attempt to cruise the area of downtown near Joe Louis Arena and Cobo Center (and the customs office) - it is futile and you will be lost. Follow the signs to the freeway and just ride to whatever suburb the road takes you. Then try again next time, possibly bringing several maps and a satellite device. I will stand up for myself and say that it is not easy finding one's way in the pouring rain.
My latest headline on the corn crop: Animals Attack! After noticing suspicious scratch marks on a stalk of corn, I went back the next day to see an entire stalk chomped off and left for dead! I know this is the same animal that is eating halves of tomatoes and halves of some unfortunate neighbor's cucumbers, then leaving the rest near my cornfield. I am thinking of creating a scarecrow, but first I'll look into the efficacy of scarecrows before bothering.


My latest creation: I painted a picture for a friend's baby, though I worry about copyright stuff. Just a little paranoid. Not sure which side of the law I stand on here...


Finally, I just want to give tribute to John Hughes, who died a few days ago, at the age of 59. I loved his movies. There is nothing as good as them made anymore in that genre of feel-good teens comedy/dramas. He set the standard by which teen movies are made. I watched Some Kind of Wonderful on a VHS home recording (but without commercials!) a hundred times. And Ferris Bueller's Day Off (with commercials) another hundred times. I did not see one of my other top favorites, Planes, Trains, and Automobiles, until I was older (like the characters in the movie), but it struck the same perfect cord between irony, sincerity, and laugh-out-loud situations that today's Hollywood output doesn't come close to.

That's all. The fiance and I are going to Boston this weekend for a wedding. It is rumored that Leonard Cohen and Wilco will be there-we shall see. Until next week, bonsoir (?).

3 comments:

  1. Now that the name is out in public can I have one of those too???? I love it!!!!

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  2. Hey Anonymous, I can probably arrange something similar, though I would want to paint an original picture for an original baby (though the babies do share the same middle name, hence the flowers in the giraffe's mouth!).

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  3. I know I love the flower, I would love to order one appropriate for baby and one appropriate for a growing bigger every day boy (will let you know if we pick a room theme) I will be your first paying client (and by paying I mean I will pay for supplies ;)) and tell everyone I have the originals!!!! Your creativity is what makes the masterpiece so of course you do whatever flows! I wish I was so talented.
    After catching up on some of your blog reading, I think branching out on your own is a great way to go!!
    Vegas B

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