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Posted by Rob Sherwood Tuesday, 2008-October-07 10:29 Yesterday I had to go back to MY STORY, Chapter 5 to see what I wrote about Cedar Rapids, Iowa. The reason? I heard from someone mentioned there who was definitely part of MY STORY. Wayne Johnson. My memory failed me and I referred to him as Duane Johnson. Oops! I'll have to fix that. We went to Brown Institute together for a while. Here's how Brown worked. Every month a new class began and ever month those who had been there for 9 months graduated. Wayne beat me to Brown by several months and left to begin his career while I had months to go. At one time, if you were a broadcaster in the five-state mid-west (Minnesota, Wisconsin, Iowa, North & South Dakota) the chance that one, if not all, of your colleagues was a grad of B-I were almost 100%. I remembered quite clearly that Wayne worked in Cedar Rapids, but I had forgotten that we worked together in Austin, Minnesota. (What did I do to kill all those brain cells?) I also forgot his visits while I was KDWB and KSTP. (Do Big Macs kill brain cells?) Now I will have to pick Wayne's brain and grab my webmaster and do some editing and correcting. He also had some pix and I'll link to them this week in a comment.... Damn! I have to write to my friend Claudia...NOW she wrote to ask me if I'm in a coma.... BTW...the Vikings win last night was dirty but welcome. Just one question....Whose idea was it to kick to Reggie Bush? (I have an idea....) Pages: 1 - 2
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"Never leave for tomorrow what you can do today."
Ben Franklin
"The crisis of today is the joke of tomorrow."
H.G. Wells
Now I shall go to sleep. Until.....well...you know.....
They pronounced it: Sal-oh-may.Her Pic John the Baptist was actually called The Prophet Jochanaan. Of course there was the lecherous Herod and Salome's mother Herodius. It began at noon and I was home before 2:30P....That is a short opera.
In this production, I should say, that Salome did less of the Dance Of The Seven Veils and more of a lap-dance for Herod. Jochanaan lost his head because he wouldn't kiss Salome. Jochanaan's head actually spent more time on stage than Jochanaan himself. But, Jochanaan took the curtain calls and the head took none.
In 1989 I came very close to playing the head in a production of The Robber Bridegroom. After only two days of rehearsal I lost my job as the head and took up the role of Clemment Musgrove. Much better even though my head was quite adequate.
Well, the Vikings had a dirty win this afternoon. And Chicago lost too. A pretty good day for football. Damn! Green Bay won. In my personal opinion, the TV announcers on the Vikings game were hard-corps rooting for the Lions. It was pretty obvious. Sure, there is a question about the pass-interference call in the 4th Quarter..but....I am partisan enough to take a win in ANY WAY.
Sunday night is turning out to be a pretty good TV night. As long as Keith Olbermann is on NBC Football I refuse to watch it. Unless I really want to. Then, if I catch his bit by mistake I just close my eyes and go "la la la la la la" until I think he's finished. But....DEXTER and The Unit are both good shows. And when baseball is finished...The Simpsons and Family Guy. (Except last week. When I saw the promo and all the Jesus stuff I just skipped it. It still amazes me how Christianity is such a convenient subject for sacrilege. If they tried that with Allah they'd be killed!)
Well.....I'll open a new thread tomorrow and see what happens THIS week. Hope you are all content.
Speaking of garlic . . . (okay, that was a few days ago) I have indeed partaken of the fare at the Stinking Rose on a number of occasions. Nothing like eating garlic, garlic, and more garlic on Fiestaware. Fun place! As is the Gold Spike, Caffe Sport, Columbus Avenue and all of North Beach. My favorite eatery in that part of The City is, however, a little hole in the wall a bit further south on Green Street from Caffe Sport, Sodini's. Best gnocchi anywhere outside of my kitchen. Anyway, after reading your blog I remembered that I have one of the Stinking Rose cookbooks so I broke the sumbitch open and made a 40 clove garlic chicken this past weekend. Nobody would talk to me today.
Marco