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January 19th, 2003

hipstamirror

strange

I went to see Rachel's dinner theater tonight in Pioneer Square with Kate and Damian. We weren't eligible to win the prize for solving the murder mystery since we were guests seeing the show for free. Otherwise, I think that we definitely would have tried harder and been able to figure it out. Anyway, the show was very good. Rachel sang and died.

When the performance was over we walked around to find a place to eat (it was dinner theater, but we didn't pay the $50). Passing many clubs, we eventually settled on Trattoria Mitchelli. I think we were influenced by their being open until 4 AM.

I don't think that I'd ever been to Pioneer Square at that time of night on a weekend so I found all of the clubs unsettling. All of the people waiting in line to get into places. I think there were even some raver kids. I guess the strange part is that I never thought about all of those people existing.
hipstamirror

boring sunday = links

In today's NYTimes magazine, Tucker Carlson tells Democrats to quit being losers! Strangely, he makes some valid points that aren't just about adopting / co-opting Republican positions.

In other news . . . I'm really tired of hearing about the University of Michigan's admission policy.

I'm not sure if NOW: with Bill Moyers does re-runs, but if it does I'd recommend watching this week's show about copyright extensions and the death tax [, and environmental health]. I don't know how anyone could watch it and think that the current system is O.K.
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capitals

So my Very Exciting Sunday Evening features watching the Golden Globe Awards. And god. are they boring. I think the Hollywood Foreign Press is running short on funds. It doesn't seem like they put any effort into making the show even slightly entertaining. Maybe they just invested in drugs for the guests so the winners would give incoherent rambling speeches?

It's so nice to see that Celine Dion has come out of retirement to do commercials for Chrysler. With her baby. In the same commercial break as a Dr. Pepper tribute to Jam Master Jay.

So much for my dream that she was gone for good.