Monthly Archives: August 2012
Viva the Ape Woman
May Oskan’s rock opera The Ape Woman had its world premiere at the Pit Stop last night and all I can say is WOW. GO SEE IT. No, I lied. That’s not all I can say. There’s only one more … Continue reading
Laureation
I hoped I’d made that word up, but no such luck: poets can be laureated, making them poets laureate, and the act of doing so is laureation. The dictionary says so. Laureation, specifically the laureation of poets, is enjoying a … Continue reading
Sourdough
Earlier this summer my sourdough starter croaked. Again. The last time it happened, in the late winter of 2009, was traumatic. I’d brought that starter with me from Washington, D.C., in 1985; it was pretty much my last tangible link … Continue reading
Bountiful
The Fair (formally the Martha’s Vineyard Agricultural Society Livestock Show and Fair, the 151st of that name — well, not exactly that name, but close enough) opened Thursday and I still haven’t blogged about Bountiful, Susan Klein and Alan Brigish’s … Continue reading
Editrix
This started off as a brief intro to Bountiful, Susan Klein and Alan Brigish’s just-published and utterly wonderful history of the Martha’s Vineyard Agricultural Society and its annual fair (which starts Thursday!!). Bountiful is one of the few island-related editing … Continue reading
Politico
A few weeks ago, being in an electoral mood, I started to list the guys (with one exception, they are currently all guys) who are representing me at various levels of government. President Barack Obama Vice President Joe Biden Senator … Continue reading
Home Improvements
When I go into Shirley’s Hardware for just one item, I invariably come out with four or five. Like any good hardware store, it’s full of charismatic shiny things that become totally indispensable as soon as you look at them. … Continue reading
Edible Economics
When Edible Vineyard made its debut a few years back, I admired the design and the photographs but after an issue or two I got the distinct impression that it was trying to sell me something. It was. It was … Continue reading
Down in the Dinghy
I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: I’m not a gardener. My paternal grandmother was a gardener. Not me. I also hate fresh fruits and vegetables. I’ve said that before too. But I like getting dirty. So I … Continue reading
July License Plate Report
How ’bout that map, huh? July brought in several hard-to-get states. Iowa isn’t generally too tough, but Alabama, Arkansas, and Oklahoma are all good catches. West Virginia too: most years I’m SOL if I miss the family friend from Morgantown … Continue reading
From the Seasonally Occupied Territories . . . 