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In the middle of writing a column tonight I hit that dangerous point: okay, I got a few lines in, the idea’s solid. I can drift. Checked out one of those time-wasting sites, and a pop-up asked if I’d like to take a survey. Oh, why, yes! Sure. There have been times I start to [...]
The Joyless Deathmarch of Enslaved Machinery
On September 20, 2011 · 51 Comments · In Advertising, Architorture, Comic Sins, Matchbooks, Mpls: history, The Forties, The Thirties
When I went to the sheriff’s office to pick up some documents, I passed the cafe in City Hall. Never seen it before; I’d always thought everyone ate downstairs in the big cafe under the plaza, but the waterfall. (Note to designers of the future: even if the windows face a waterfall, people still know [...]
Geese overhead, heading south, honking farewells. A Monarch butterfly just entered the gazebo, fluttered around, said goodbye, and returned to the sky, Mexico bound. It was in the 80s today, strong sun, mild breeze, and it could have been any summer day but for the angle of the sun, the scattered leaves, the tick of [...]
Back from the 9/11 Tribute Concert at the Lake Harriet bandshell. It’s as American a venue as you can imagine – the full moon over the clear still water of the lake, the great bandshell that feels as right in the 21st century as it would have in the 19th; the men in Revolutionary War [...]
Everyone remembers where they were when they heard, but no one remembers where they were when they stopped thinking about it every day. When you stopped looking at a mall as a target, or stopped watching the TV news ticker at the bottom of the screen, or just did something as ordinary as looking up [...]
Oh, right: Labor Day. Well, since the Fair is still going on, and it is a Monday, and I didn’t say there wouldn’t be a post, let’s look at one of the most obscure forms of commercial art you can imagine. Seed Sack Art. Everyone’s acquainted with fruit-crate art, but what if this genre? I [...]
Thank you! I did have a good birthday, although I spent almost no time on the matter. After a point they’re something to be endured with cheer and humility. For me? You shouldn’t have. More important for the people who are doing things for your birthday; more important for the kid who gives you the [...]
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