(Picture me waving my finger at each of you in the international symbol of "shame on you".)
I have posted 11 blog entries since Aaron's last post. 12 entries since Steve posted last.
I love the holidays. I can spend days at a time in the mall, lost in a fantasyland of Christmas lights and mechanical elves. When I finish wrapping my gifts, I’m more than happy to help you wrap yours. I try to make at least a few of my Christmas gifts every year and most of my Christmas cards. Candy Cane lane is my favorite holiday destination, and decorating our Christmas tree will take all day (Christmas music playing in the background).
But I also love the holidays to remain where they belong…between November 22 and December 26.
Doyle's had quickly become one of my favorite restaurants since my family moved to West Allis. In addition to their Veal Schnitzel, I liked their Hungarian Goulash. But most of all, I was a big fan of the casual pace of the meal (never feeling rushed, and with each course being brought out separately), and the wide array of steaks, seafood and European dishes offered.
You must be kidding. There is no way I would try to squeeze myself into a Speedo, much less get a photo taken of such an event, much less post it.
So why did you look?
Some days are just made for surfing the internet. With the Bears/Oakland tied 3-3, and Cinti beating Balto 6-0, this was the day.
When theater veterans (both performers & audience members) are asked what they like or dislike about Musical Theater, one of the comments that seems to recur quite often is that they don’t like them because the songs interfere or intrude on the story. Having directed dozens of musicals these past twenty years, I find myself agreeing with that statement. When I selected Fiddler On The Roof to set on my high school students this fall, I was considering those very statements. Fiddler was the exception to many of the musicals written in the 60’s & 70’s. It achieves what most musicals of this period didn’t do very effectively – that being telling a story that truly captures the essence of this period in history with honesty, integrity, and sentiment. It uses the music to move the story forward with that same honesty & sentiment. It also presents some wonderful characters with a level of depth that current playwrights should use a reference.
The Fiddler production being presented at West Allis Central High School on Nov. 9,10,16,17,18 will encompass a cast, crew and orchestra of nearly 100 students & faculty. There has been an incredible amount of support by parents, local businesses, and the staff of Central High School that should not go unnoticed. It is that kind of backing that will ensure the future of theater for these young people.
It truly has been a labor of love for this Director. It still remains one of my favorite shows and truly is the perfect musical…
Recently there was a response to one of our bloggers regarding the status of various neighborhoods in West Allis or 'Stallis as some call it. The insinuation was that the East End wasn't quite as "good" as the west end is. I blew it off at first, but have had some time to think about it and now, I'm seriously irritated. The comments had to do with the idea that the East End was full of crime, riff raff and that most of the people who lived in this area just weren't in the same class as the rest of West Allis. I take offense at this.
I've lived in the East End for 40 years. I've seen many changes over the years. Increased traffic on 60th Street, fewer factories, less taverns, some very good restaurants located here and a lot of new housing. In my neighborhood, most of the houses are owner occupied and well taken care of. We all know each other and watch out for each other. We're not afraid of letting our kids play outside and ride their bikes on the side streets. Families have come and gone in my area and I'm very pleased to see that a lot of young families are moving into the area again. NOT everyone is poor nor are they riff raff as was insinuated in the response to Steve's blog. He writes a good blog and is often right on the money in his opinions. We have government workers, military, insurance workers, teachers and self employeds. That's not riff raff as far as I'm concerned.
Since I've been to Reno five times (and Reno isn't really that big) I know the city well enough to occasionally glance at the Reno Gazette Journal and read some of the local news. For example, when the Mitzpah hotel burned down in October 2006 and killed 12 people, I knew exactly where that hotel was located. This past summer when fires threatened Lake Tahoe's southern shore, again, I knew the affected area and now check in on the reconstruction of the area.
Today, trying to kill off the last five minutes at work, I surfed over there and read the headlines. I was intrigued by one, titled Washoe board freezes 5% of budget spending. I read it, because earlier in the day I had read on JSOnline that the Milwaukee County board overrode most of County Executive Scott Walker's vetoes.
As much as I would hate to turn away readers, if you don't know much about craps, this entry might be hard to understand. But please, try to follow along.
For years, I've wanted to learn how to play craps at a casino. Pre-Potowatomi, one of my best friends, I'll call him Pete, would drive to the Chicago riverboats every week for a game. Pete was pretty cool about it, too. He would crow about his wins, but he would also tell about his sometimes huge losses. When I asked him how to play, he would always say that he would show me "the next time we were at a casino". Invariably, the next time we would be in a casino together, he would start throwing $5 cheques all over the place and I couldn't keep up with him. I would try to interrupt with a "why did you do that?", but before he could answer, the dice were rolled and he was either collecting or making another bet that I didn't understand.
We, the West Allis Players, would like to extend our sympathy to the family of Jack Strawbridge. Jack was a member of the Community Theater family for many,many years. He worked extensively with Falls Patio Players, but the West Allis Players were fortunate enough to have him as musical director for our 2006 production of "Fatherhood." He was a teacher as well as a director and those of us lucky enough to have worked with him will never forget the experience. Every exit is an entrance and Jack is making his on a heavenly stage right about now!
As we all know, everybody goes mental over the "miles per gallon" of his or her car. Car companies tout their mileage estimates. Consumer Reports and various other websites say that by keeping your car tuned up and tires inflated, you can increase your gas mileage.
I’m thankful for every experience in my life, good or bad, because everything I’ve been through has molded the person I am into someone I’m proud of. I like myself a lot more now than I did 20 years ago.
First the disclaimer. I don't like the taste of turkey. I don't know when I decided that, but it was sometime in my early adulthood, probably when eating a sub sandwich, thinking "I could be eating real meat". (Side note; I could start my own lsit of culinary no-nos - turkey, the looks/smells/taste of ketchup, margarine, milk, eggs, baked chicken and a host of others.) Anyhoo, at some point I decided that I didn't have to eat turkey, and so I've made first the Devil Reincarnate, and now My-Sugar-Na, make a ham for me on Thanksgiving to go with the traditional turkey.
Moses appeared on Mt. Sinai with - not two - but THREE stone tablets. Unfortunatley, as accurately depicted in Mel Brooks' "History of the World, Part I", as Moses descended the mountain, he dropped one of the tablets, and watched in shock as the tablet broke into pieces.
Recently archeologists have uncovered numerous pieces of this third tablet. Erosion has not been kind to the stone and biblical scholars are trying to decipher God's thoughts as they relate to four of the five newfound commandments. Amazingly, the part of the stone that contained the 14th commandment has been found completely intact.