Frogville recording artists Hundred Year Flood and Goshen don’t usually wander this west of Santa Fe; but this Friday, Aug. 17, they’ll join Burque boys The Old Main at Puccini’s Golden West Saloon. Give ’em a great bigh howdy, and five of your dollars, at around 8:30 p.m. [LM]
If you've got something to say, blog about it. It's easier than getting your own opinion column in a newspaper, but still offers the challenge of making your voice heard—a challenge hundreds of locals have taken on. From the comfort of their own homes, bloggers have the freedom to say anything about everything. Some have the benefit of getting paid, while others simply use blogging as an outlet or hobby. Either way, New Mexicans blog about it all, from politics to bunnies. And with so many accessible local viewpoints, surviving in the Land of Enchantment is a task even the laziest of locals can do. A computer and Web connection is all you need to get started—no high-level survival techniques required.
It's like being 30 and having your parents still make decisions for you as if you were in your single-digit years, says Mike Ciesielski.
I'm not one to care about whether a politician cheats on his or her spouse. Truly, I suspect lots of them do—along with all kinds of regular people.
At the Aug. 6 meeting, city councilors voted to schedule a recall election of District 9 Councilor Don Harris along with the regular Oct. 2 municipal voting. Combining the elections guarantees that the recall will receive the minimum number of votes necessary. But it also might dilute the sorehead vote, making it harder to reach the also-necessary 50 percent majority necessary to remove Harris from office.
DATELINE: RUSSIA--It was raining crocodiles in the Russian nuclear research town of Sarov last week. Pedestrians in the town east of Moscow were shocked when a 3-foot-long caiman crocodile landed on the sidewalk in front of them. As it turns out, the reptile was a pet, which had fallen from its owner’s 12th story apartment after leaning too far out the window. Frightened passersby called the emergency services and rescuers managed to lasso the stunned animal and take it to a shelter for stray pets. RIA Novosti news agency reported the animal was soon returned to its owner, unharmed apart from damage to one of its teeth.
The time has come for another round of New Visions/New Mexico contract awards. This program, sponsored by Governor Richardson and the New Mexico Film Office, is designed to assist local filmmakers by providing a total of $160,000 in contracts to help in the creation of narrative films, documentaries, animated and experimental work.
There's a perception that skateboarders are unmotivated people. When skaters aren't out carelessly destroying public property by "grinding" and such, they're manning the fryer at a shitty service industry job (if they have a job) or playing Xbox on some nasty old couch, probably one that belongs to a dude named Boner (or more precisely, Boner's mother).
Following a successful run at the Desert Rose Playhouse, Ntozake Shange's choreopoem, For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide/When the Rainbow is Enuf, migrates to Out ch'Yonda (929 Fourth Street SW) this week. You don't know what a choreopoem is? Don't feel too bad—you aren't alone. In this case, a choreopoem is a chain of performed poems recited by nameless women identified only by colors. Shange's piece debuted on Broadway back in the ’70s and is consistently praised for its powerful writing and poetic exploration of the lives of black women. The show runs Friday, Aug. 17, and Saturday, Aug. 18, at 8:15 p.m. and Sunday, Aug. 19, at 3:15 p.m. $10 at the door, $2 for Barelas neighbors of the theater. (How cool is that?) Since space is limited, you might want to call 385-5634 to make reservations.
A few days ago we set upon making a four-course salad dinner for friends that we firmly insisted was to be strictly eating only: no photos, no blogging. Sometimes you just have to take a vacation, right? Well, since we’re mildly OCD when it comes to sharing food and booze tricks, we found a loophole and stuck a quick liquid dessert in the freezer. The mix of sour cherry juice, vermouth, bourbon and fresh mint comprises all the ingredients for a traditional Manhattan. When dinner was over we had a popsicle tray of frozen cocktail popsicles (cocksicles!) waiting for us. The result? Tongue-numbing flavor crystals.