Monthly Archives: November 2010
Galveston
| November 2, 2010 | Filled under Shorts |
Even in its hedonic infrastructure, Galveston displayed grand aspirations. The city had five hundred saloons, more than New Orleans, a city not exactly known for banking its fires. Galveston’s poshest whorehouse was situated right behind its richest men’s club, the Artillery Club, which barred women except for an annual ball and the occasional coming-out party of a member’s daughter. The city’s most disreputable block was Fat Alley, between 28th and 29th. In Galveston alcohol was blood, but one could also gamble, acquire love, and lose oneself in an opium mist.
The city exhibited a rare harmony of spirit. Blacks, whites, Jews, and immigrants lived and worked side by side with an astonishing degree of mutual tolerance.
From Issac’s Storm. Oh how I wish the city was still like this.
Greasy hands
| November 3, 2010 | Filled under Shorts |
I just changed my very first bicycle inner tube thanks to Sheldon Brown’s website. I feel like She-Woman. Rest in peace, Captain Bike.
In approximately 24 hours
| November 5, 2010 | Filled under Photo Album, Video |
This is what I’ll be doing.
And now a Patric Swayze reference.
God, that trailer is so ’90s. But there are two things I love about this movie (besides the obvious, because it’s awesome): 1. it was directed by a woman, and 2. the three main actors did all their own stunts.
