Category Archives: 80s

A Common Phrenology

Last week, in the final 1/10th of my 2000 mile drive, my new car rolled through Pasco, Kennewick, and Richland: the so-called Tri-Cities of Washington state.  My all-season tires (one Firestone/three Goodyear) read the landscape first revealed to me only … Continue reading

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Burned

Two people (my mom and an old friend) gave me the bad news: my first employer has burned down.  I don’t really count my paper route because that would be a lot of houses and apartment complexes.  My first realish … Continue reading

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Sri Lanka: the facts

Three Duran Duran videos were filmed in Sri Lanka Duran Duran – New Music – More Music Videos I knew two Tamils in North Carolina Arthur C. Clarke may or may not have been a pedophile Duran Duran – New … Continue reading

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I Love People Who Have Too Much Time

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Meet The Bangles (again for the first time)

Sure, you’re younger than me. And sure, you’ve heard “Walk Like an Egyptian” on the oldies station. But do you know this great tune? With a video featuring Leonard Nimoy? Hat tip to Nester who reminded me how much I … Continue reading

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My High School Reunion

My class officers were apparently either MIA (Branch?) or too lazy to have a reunion, but now it seems to be happening virtually via Facebook.  Every day it’s a new (old) face and mostly hilarious memories, thanks to the photos … Continue reading

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My American Prayer

Depending on your age, you may know Dave Stewart by name. I’ve only seen him once, in Seattle, with Annie Lennox, as Eurythmics, when they opened the EMP. His new album showcases what an amazing and prolific songwriter he is. … Continue reading

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Don’t Go

Last night K and I walked from our house to the nearby Wonder Ballroom to see Alison Moyet, a show I’d hoped to see for more than 25 years. As we approached, the venue looked awfully dark and it was … Continue reading

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My Diary

I just bought tickets to Alison Moyet later this month. She’ll be appearing at a club I can walk to. Never, at 13, would I have imagined I could walk to one of her shows. Now, here I am, almost … Continue reading

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Another Reason

Ricky Gervais is my hero.

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