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No Speak Engrish

I recently recalled the absurdity of an encounter I had en route home from the Dominican Republic last month. We were checking into our flight and the Dominican ticket guy behind the counter asks us for our passports. Sven hands him his German passport, I give him my U.S. passport. After reviewing them for a moment, the ticket guy… Read more »

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Tales From Booty Camp

psst! For some context, see this old post. Phone Conversation I had with someone. This is the voice on the other end: Can I ask you just one little question? Are you large? I’ve been ___ probably before you were even around. Comprende? You probably know me. You’ve probably read about me on TV. I’m… Read more »

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Advance Screening: Burn After Reading

Em and I met up in Chevy Chase after work Thursday night because we had passes to an advance screening of The Coen Brothers’ Burn After Reading. I expected a fight to get in, but I didn’t imagine the crowd to be a massive human wreckage of sweat, McDonald’s and some kind of carryout with… Read more »

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Hillyer Art Space Opening Night // Parmesan-Crusted Catfish Fillets

Went on a cooking binge this weekend. I’m like unstoppable with my cooking skills or something … seriously come over for dinner sometime. But first, Mei and I stopped by the Hillyer Art Space for its 2008-2009 opening night on Friday, and tasted a little subculture of visual artists and their patrons. The gallery’s tucked… Read more »

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mousybabe goes to the Caribbean \m/

Sven and I trekked to Punta Cana in the Dominican Republic last week. We caught up on quite a bit of chill-axing, swimming, sweating in the sauna, eating and then some more chill-axing (actually I had to explain to him what ‘chill-ax’ means…sigh, europeans). But like most things in life, it was back to the… Read more »

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Hell Is Other People

Sartre said ‘Hell is other people’. And I’ve subscribed to that in my ignorance for a long time. But I realize life is meaningless without other people. Without other people, there’s no way to define yourself and nothing to define yourself against. And worst of all there’s no one there to notice whatever the hell… Read more »

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Everything That Happens…

Can’t wait for this. It’s their first collaboration in 30 years… I believe that’s a reference to “My Life in the Bush of Ghosts” from 1981, which is famous for using “found” sounds and cross-pollinating everything from world music to dance to funk and sheer quirkiness. Some weirdass shit for sure. And that was in… Read more »

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imoM on DCist.com

yeehaw. check out the little gem of an article written by arts writer Lynne Venart, who we also met in a surprise encounter at our Black Cat show last Saturday.

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Chinese Women! Come Get Some!

Mail order Chinese brides… I think they exist! I had to rub my eyes a couple times when I first saw this website ChnLOVE.com. It’s an online service to facilitate what appears to be predominantly strange, moustached men seeking loyal and honest Chinese women for wives. It could pass as just another online dating service… Read more »

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Mousy Babe Guts the Basement

As previously mentioned, our mission in Chicago was really to clean out the house so my mom can put it on the market in the foreseeable future and get her butt over to the East Coast. Check out all these classic games we came across while cleaning! (Bingo, SIMON, Sorry!, Mr. Mouth, Twins). It hurts… Read more »