Gus Pedrotty—Gus, as he likes to be known—stopped by Alibi Headquarters to discuss a bid for mayor that began as idealistic—and some would say unlikely—but has since been transformed into one of the more vital and remarkable candidacies that have passed through this high desert city in ages.
I shall never forget that hideous summer sixteen years ago, when like a noxious afrite from the halls of Eblis typhoid stalked leeringly through Arkham. It is by that satanic scourge that most recall the year, for truly terror brooded with bat-wings over the piles of coffins in the tombs of Christchurch Cemetery; yet for me there is a greater horror in that time—a horror known to me alone now that Herbert West has disappeared.
“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.”
YIT Founder in Court—Youth in Transition's Donna Rowe is promising to see her case all the way to trial. She was arrested on charges of refusing to obey an officer at an Oct. 4 protest [Feature, "The Exiles Among Us," Oct. 19-25]. Rowe planned an all-night protest in Civic Plaza to bring attention to the lack of resources for homeless youth in the city. Civic Plaza is considered a park and closes at 10 p.m.
Joke of the Month: Hot Singles--October is one of Albuquerque’s finest months for several reasons: The air gets crisp, the leaves change color in the Bosque, there’s a gradual citywide permeation of piñon essence and roasting green chile, the Balloon Fiesta hovers in all its glory and hype and, of course, Albuquerque The Magazine’s annual “Hot Singles” issue hits the stands. Yes, for the last three Octobers the “Hot Singles” issue has entertained and bewildered scores of Albuquerqueans—
Dateline: England--A 47-year-old computer user tracked down an e-mail correspondent using details obtained online after the pair exchanged insults in an Internet chat room in what officials are calling “the first instance of a web-rage attack.” Paul Gibbons traveled 70 miles from his home in south London to Mr. John Jones’ home in Clacton, Essex, and beat him with a pickax handle in December of 2005. The two originally became acquainted with one another in an Islamic chat room on yahoo.com. Their exchanges soured after Gibbons accused Jones of spreading rumors about him. “There was an exchange of views between the victim and the defendant which were threatening on both sides,” prosecutor Ibatayo Adebayo told the court last week in London. Gibbons pleaded guilty to unlawful wounding and will be sentenced in early November.
Cinema from South of the Border--The Instituto Cervantes at the National Hispanic Cultural Center will present a feature from Argentina as part of its Cine en Construcción film series on Thursday, Oct. 26. The film’s director, Ana Katz, was recently named a winner of the “Cine en Construcción” prize at the Festival International del Cine de Donostia-San Sabastián in Spain. The film, El Juego de la Silla, deals with the return home to Argentina of Victor, who has spent several years in Canada. To make up for lost time, he organizes a series of gatherings and family rituals. The film is in Spanish with English subtitles. Following the film, a discussion will be held with Nicolás Tacconi, one of the stars of the film, and with Dr. Luisela Alvaray, a visiting professor at UNM. The screening will begin at 7 p.m. in the NHCC’s Wells Fargo Auditorium (located at 1701 Fourth Street NW). Admission is free and open to the public.
And the winner in the Pretty Sweet Band Name category .... Bottled Friends! Come one, come all (-ages) Sunday to the Launchpad for their CD release and churn out some rock and metal with the likes of Michael Lee Ostrander, Evolocity, Dim the Darkness and Dyings Destiny. It’s $7 and starts at 7 p.m. (MD)
The Dead Can (and Should) Dance—Your friendly neighborhood community arts project, OFFCenter, will unveil its annual Day of the Dead exhibit, Dead Ahead, this Friday evening, Oct. 27. This year, the show features work by Jude Pacheco and other local artists. Come on down and get your spook on from 5 to 8 p.m. For details, call 247-1172.
This pancake recipe is a hand-me-down from an old chemist, Alex’s grandfather. If you take the time to hunt down the required wheat germ and some proper flour, you will resolutely swear off pancakes from a box until the day you die. Granddaddy Brown did. Never again will you contemplate a $6 stack of fluff that will languish in your gut for the rest of a lackadaisical Sunday. Not that these thick flapjacks won’t send you flying into a food coma—they will—but it will be a rocking-
Roughage Riders of the Purple Cabbage
My wife and I just got a basketball-sized head of purple cabbage from a local farm. We like fish tacos and coleslaw, but it would take us three cabbage-laden meals a week to finish all of it before it goes bad. I’m just not prepared for that kind of gastrointestinal assault. Do you have a good sauerkraut recipe, or some other advice for preserving our leafy lode?
—Cabbage Patch Kid
Dear Kid: My ancestors are from Russia, which means three cabbage-laden meals a week would have been nothing. So quit complaining and take it like a man.