Monthly Archives: July 2008

Quick Trip to Sweden

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Kathy and I really needed to “get out of Dodge” today, but it had to be someplace fairly close by, since we had to rehearse early this evening for the Mari Drummer wedding, which is this weekend.   (Caritas is singing with guitar accompaniment,  which is something very new for us, so this is not a

Treadmill Miracle

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The miracle in question doesn’t really have anything to do with walking on a treadmill per se - it’s just that I happened to be on the treadmill when yesterday’s big miracle occurred.  (If I had been on a teeter totter at the time - not likely, I assure you -  this would have been

Dr. Velvet and Mr. Satin

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As soon as I typed that headline,  I realized that it sounds like the title of a video that one might find in the unlit back corner of a video store, or better yet behind the counter, with an Adults Only sticker pasted on it. That’s not what this blog entry is about, I promise! 

Comedy Tonight

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We just finished the last performance of “Side by Side by Sondheim” at the Racine Theater Guild - and in many ways this was the best performance of them all and the most enthusiastically received.  The audience was heavily populated both with family and special friends- and a fair number of astute theater types who

Great Aunt

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Kathy’s Aunt Linda is here for a visit and it is such a hoot to have her here.  There’s some kind of extra electricity in the air when she’s around, and yet she’s also such an easy guest to have in our home.  She is nicely self-sufficient and easy-going but also anxious to be shown

Guilt Trip

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I took quite a guilt trip this morning at WGTD as I recorded an interview with Dr. Nicholas Dodman, director of the Animal Behavior Clinic at Tufts University’s CUnnings School of Veterinary Medicine.  His newest book is titled “The Well-Adjusted Dog: Seven Steps to Lifelong Health and Happiness for Your Best Friend.”  Just from the

The Shot-Poop

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Were it not for the title of this entry,  you would have no idea what I’m doing in this picture- and even the pun probably doesn’t make it abundantly clear.  In our household, we call this “scooping poop” and we do it every time we’re about to mow the lawn - and especially when someone

Money Well Spent

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Kathy had to babysit our niece yesterday (I should rephrase that:  Kathy had to take out the garbage yesterday. Kathy got to babysit our niece yesterday)  and while I could have joined in the fun,  I opted instead for an hour and fifteen minutes on the treadmill at Razor Sharp.   (I went just over four

Falling in Love with a Robot

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Monday night, while hundreds of people were swarming into Tinseltown’s first, second and third auditoriums to see “Dark Knight” (the latest Batman movie) Kathy and I were seated in an otherwise empty auditorium watching WALL-E, the latest masterpiece from the gifted folks at Pixar.  Actually,  we were the only two people in the theater until

The Critic

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Marshall came to “Side by Side by Sondheim” Sunday afternoon- and for much of the week before that, as we were working through final rehearsals,  I kept thinking about how nervous I was about what he was going to think and fervently hoping that he would like it.  When it comes to anything theatrical, Marshall