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Archive for April 2008

Crescent, croissant

I forgot to tell you about the docent at the museum who insists on pronouncing her title as “doh-sahnt.”

Four bands, two shows, one night

Not much to say about Saturday night except it was so awesome I didn’t go to sleep until 5 a.m.
I was miraculously able to be in two places at once. Not exactly all at once, though. And I wasn’t the only one. Long-haired dude standing next to me at The Orange Show assuaged my fears [...]

Skull and bones

Photo by Grind Slut
The Rule household has been hashing and camping with friends in the woods of Southeast Texas all weekend. We are currently recovering from fresh thorny-vine lacerations, sunburns and a two-week-old case of poison ivy.
What have you been up to?

Gilda and Me

Photo by Robert Fox, thanks for such a great shot!
This pic was taken right before I lost in the slow races. More to come soon. Sandblast is over. Sandblast forever!

Two-lane blacktop

Things look different on two wheels then they do from inside a car.
In Galveston, I could smell the jasmine blooming every time I drove past the state campground, and could feel the sea spray on my face as we cruised along the beach. I have been to Galveston dozens of times but rest assured I [...]

The devil’s darning needles

The worst thing about working in the museum is that, when I’m not at work, the last place I want to hang out is the museum. As a result, I have not yet seen the two biggest exhibits.
When Nan Goldin was there I did manage to eat lightening-fast lunches nearly every day so that I [...]