Thursday, June 24, 2004

A Melee of Mellies, Part One

From the League, here are my incomplete nominations for the 2004 Mellies....

Most loathsome movie (theatrical release)
The Matrix Revolutions. The original was fantastically entertaining. Reloaded raised enough questions to keep me interested. The finale was endlessly disappointing.

Best television commercial
This Honda commerical. According to numerous websites, this ad was shot in one take. Not true. My sister works for The Mill, who did the post-production effects.

Least tragic event
The kidnapping of Audrey Seiler. The survellience video of this University of Wisconsin-Madison sophopmore was replayed for days on major news networks. Turns out, she faked her own abduction. Oops.

Best item at Taco Bell
Mexican Pizza. Two crisp pizza shells filled with seasoned ground beef, hearty beans and then topped with pizza sauce, a blend of three cheeses - cheddar, pepper jack and mozzarella, melted to perfection and topped with diced ripe tomatoes and fresh green onions.

Best book you read
"Reefer Madness" by Eric Schlosser. Three essays on illegal "underground" enterprises. Engrossing.

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

Hawaiian Shirt Friday

It was only a matter of time. My law school buddy, Colin Creighton Swindle "Cracka" Manning, has entered the land of blogs.

I met Colin during my first year in law school. He was the annoyingly loud guy who always seemed to speak up in class, though was never called on by the professor.

After a semester or so, I was invited to play poker at his house just off Tchoupitoulas, where I successfully avoided being shot by local drug dealers on my way in the front door. We spent a summer clerking together at a now-defunct insurance defense firm (nothing big, just a disbarment of one of the named partners).

Amazingly, our friendship endured the rigors -- yeah, right -- of legal education, and Colin ended up an usher in my wedding. Throughout our three years living in the Big Easy, we shared break-ups, engagements, more break-ups, intersting thank-yous, numerous golf outings, and quite a few hangovers.

In the meantime, I merely note the coincidences of life.

Colin went to under grad at Baylor, where Dedman attended law school. After I left New Orleans, I met Dedman at the 14th Court of Appeals, where we both clerked. Colin is ultra-liberal. Dedman is uber-conservative. Colin is friends with Molly, who is friends with Dedman. Molly helped Colin set up his blog. This, quite naturally, begs the question -- does Colin know Dedman? And does Dedman know Colin? And does Molly know me?

Am I the MAN?


Saturday, June 12, 2004

Austin Remembrance, Part 1

I'm a bit late jumping into the fray, but here goes....

Liberty Lunch.
Not necessarily a beautiful venue, but it still brings a smile to my face. I saw countless shows standing on the uneven, concrete floor. The best was probably The Refreshments, a band best known for the poppy tunes, "Down Together" and "Banditos" ('everybody knows, that the world is full of stupid people'). It was one of those rare shows that seemed to go beyond a good performance. As cliche as it sounds, there was a connection between the audience and the band that unfortunately doesn't happen that often. (For those interested, after the breakup of The Refreshments, Roger Clyne went on to form Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers, which highlights Clyne's country-tinged songwriting style amidst the backdrop of the Arizona/Mexico border.)

I also recall going to see performances by 3 Penny Opera, a band fronted by my college friend, America Alva. Sadly, the members of 3P0 also went their separate ways a couple years ago.

Oh, and for those who read my recent entry about Better Than Ezra, you'll be happy to know that in 1996 I was kicked out of a BTE show at Liberty Lunch for trying to drink a beer underage. Ah, the good old days.

More to come....

Thursday, June 10, 2004

SoBe It

Back from the land of the beautiful people. My wife and I took an extended weekend in Miami, Florida to celebrate our one year anniversary. (I'm not sure what they say about the years of marriage, but the first was quite nice. Looking forward to many, many more.) We stayed at the Lily Leon, a boutique hotel on Collins Avenue, two blocks from the white sands of South Beach. The food was great. The Delano was hip. The nightlife was exhausting.


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