Entries from May 2018
The Mother Road
May 28th, 2018 · Tags: Uncategorized
Just This, Then Moratorium On Windmills … Already
May 24th, 2018 · Tags: Arts · Coffee Shops
I had said I would try no more windmill video tricks. I lied. Maybe I need a windmill support group. After all those years of making cracks about black-velvet paintings of windmills … I tried to get out and they sucked me back in.
Little Movie Set That Could
May 23rd, 2018 · Tags: Arts · Cities
This has kind of a down-home feel about it. A Folk Art video take on what has become a nice museum.
Grazes With Cadillacs
May 20th, 2018 · Tags: Arts
Folk Art, Windmills Still …
May 19th, 2018 · Tags: Arts
The Answer My Friend Is Blowing In The Wind
May 13th, 2018 · Tags: Arts · Coffee Shops · Music
In Jim Stafford’s old novelty tune, “The Wildwood Weed,” the storyteller speaks of finding his brother Bill “naked, singing on the windmill,” after a night of home-grown revelry. (Ha … When my brother was a young boy, he once tried to fly off the windmill wearing a cape, but I think he was fully […]
Dallas International Film Festival … The B-I-G Idea
May 9th, 2018 · Tags: Arts · Cities
If you go to The West Village in Dallas — or “Big D” — you will see these two large, blue (probably concrete) letters that spell out “B_G” … No, it is not a tribute to a falsetto disco group. The “I” is missing. But you don’t have to “buy a vowel,” when you […]
GunsUp But Shooting Nikon At Dallas International Film Fest
May 8th, 2018 · Tags: Arts · Cities · Wi-Fi
It’s time for the annual pilgrimage to Big D for the DIFF, The Dallas International Film Festival … does that make me a film pilgrim? I digress, (with assonance, I might add) … It’s great fun … and sometimes I actually get to see a film or two, but a lot of the time […]
Bad Things Happen To Good Pings
May 6th, 2018 · Tags: Politics
A friend of mine responded with kind words to a post about The PingWi-Fi motorcycle crash, as seen on Facebook. My friend’s family had experienced the horrific loss of their precious daughter at the hands of a drunk driver …years ago. But I am sure it doesn’t hurt any less today … I want to […]