The sands of time play before my eyes as I type. I see an hourglass, half-full, half-empty, depending on how you look at it. Today is my dog's birthday, and mine too. She's nine years old; I'm 48. Sometimes, getting older can be a good thing- like when you enter a new age group for PPP. But, the grey sprinkling Sprocket's muzzle and the bag of blue ice resting on my shoulder make me only too aware that we are past the out-and-back turnaround and headed toward the finish line.
A friend posted this familiar quote on his Facebook wall the other day: “Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOO HOO what a ride!'”
Time Wounds All Heels: Or ski not gently into that good night
Eric Tollefson and The World’s Greatest Lovers Tonight for Free
Yes, that is the real name that local blues rocking singer songwriter Eric Tollefson has chosen for his band. I profiled the red head in this week’s issue of the Source in advance of the band’s triumphant journey to Hollywood to play the Whiskey A Go Go.
I Dislike You, Sandra Bullock!
I'm boycotting the Oscars, guys!
I know, I know: “Whatever will the Oscars do if Humpy doesn't watch them this year? They'll be ruined!” Nevertheless, I feel like someone needs to make a stand against the Sandra Bullocks of the world. As you may have heard, Sandra Bullock has been nominated for a Best Actress Award for her role in The Blind Side, in which she plays a rich honky who adopts a black kid who eventually turns out to be a successful football player. Rich honkies, whatever would black people do without you?? THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!
What's Avatar? Our defiant Oscar picks
Our two film columnists, Morgan P. Salvo and Holly Grigg-Spall, spent the year liking and hating films, and thinking others were merely OK. Here's who they think should win Oscars this weekend, even when they know their pick won't necessarily take home a little golden man – because James Cameron probably already has it down his pants.
Best Picture
Holly Grigg-Spall: An Education. For this weekend it almost seems easier to say which films I absolutely don't want to win – Avatar, Up In The Air, District 9 – and it's definitely easier to say which film I think is the best of the lot: An Education.
Morgan P. Salvo: A Serious Man. No way in hell it will win but it was the best movie I had the pleasure to view all year. Hurt Locker and District 9 were my runner-ups.
Whacked Out: The Crazies has its moments with remake of bio terrorism creep fest
The Crazies is based on the 1973 George A. Romero flick of the same name and joins the ranks of newly remade apocalyptic scenarios, though this 2010 version borrows only marginally from the original.
While Crazies '73 was set in Pennsylvania, this time the plot revolves around the inhabitants of Ogden Marsh, a small Iowa town suddenly plagued by an outbreak of insanity and death after a mysterious toxin contaminates their water supply. From the opening scene of a disheveled guy interrupting a kids' softball game carrying a shotgun, Sherriff Dutton (Timothy Olyphant) and Deputy Clank (Joe Anderson) figure something is wrong in their little community. Bouts of insanity are eventually traced to the town's water supply where a plane has mysteriously crashed. Afterward the military moves in, dispensing martial law and wiping Ogden Marsh off the map along with all its inhabitants, infected or not. Where the 1973 classic was more politically motivated, dead set on making parallels to the Vietnam War, the Kent State shootings, this Crazies is more personal, focusing on Sheriff Dutton and his wife/ town doctor (Radha Mitchell) as they battle the evil gas-mask-wearing military on one side and vein-popping wide-eyed crazies on the other.
In the McCrystals We Trust: In search of the perfect meal at Jen's Garden
It's not always glamorous being a food writer. Dining out on a stipend and describing the food, ambience, a restaurant's pedigree, has its challenges. But one of the hardest parts about food writing is relativity. If you're trying to fill a Mexican fast-casual niche, you can't be compared to El Bulli, the best restaurant in the world. If you're a corporate giant set to take over the North end of Bend, you won't be compared to a locally owned restaurant in Sisters, one of the finest in Oregon, Jen's Garden.
Jennifer and T.R. McCrystal, recently anointed citizens of the year in Sisters, have been sculpting the art of fine dining in Central Oregon. Upon entering Jen's Garden, a charming house turned restaurant with low ceilings, intimate tables and a local feel, my date and I took a seat in the small room just off the main dining room.
In the McCrystals We Trust: In search of the perfect meal at Jen's Garden
It's not always glamorous being a food writer. Dining out on a stipend and describing the food, ambience, a restaurant's pedigree, has its challenges. But one of the hardest parts about food writing is relativity. If you're trying to fill a Mexican fast-casual niche, you can't be compared to El Bulli, the best restaurant in the world. If you're a corporate giant set to take over the North end of Bend, you won't be compared to a locally owned restaurant in Sisters, one of the finest in Oregon, Jen's Garden.
Jennifer and T.R. McCrystal, recently anointed citizens of the year in Sisters, have been sculpting the art of fine dining in Central Oregon. Upon entering Jen's Garden, a charming house turned restaurant with low ceilings, intimate tables and a local feel, my date and I took a seat in the small room just off the main dining room.
Little Bites: Pizza, Pizza: New pies from 10 Barrel and Versante
After breezing through 10 Barrel Brewing's soft opening last week, Quick Bites got a closer look at the new pub's operation this week. Owners Chris Cox and Garrett Wales said business has been brisk for the newest member of Bend's brewpub family.
We returned this week to look over the pub's menu, which features many of the brewpub industry standards like mac and cheese, burgers and salads. However, the pub is also offering a strong line up of pizzas ranging from a plain mozzarella and herb pie ($12/large) to an elaborate prosciutto pesto chicken pizza ($18/large). Other interesting menu items include tempura-fried steak fingers ($8) and steamed manila clams served in 10 Barrel's American Wheat Ale broth.
Change is Good: Why Eric Tollefson can get away with naming his band The World's Greatest Lovers
When Eric Tollefson released his full-length disc, Sum of Parts, last year, it seemed like the towering redhead had come out of nowhere. There'd been little buzz about him before the release, but soon after he couldn't be avoided, opening shows for Jackie Greene and playing a hard-charging set to warm the stage for G. Love and Special Sauce in early September at the Domino Room.
While G. Love was on stage, Tollefson, wearing the Breedlove Guitars baseball cap that seems to be his constant around-town companion, was near the back of the crowd, leaning against the wall. On the Juneau, Alaska, native's face was the sort of grin that comes only from really kicking ass at something, which is what he'd just done – even if he did make the mistake of addressing the blues-guitar playing, hip-hop-rhyme-spouting artist as “G” rather than his preferred “Garrett” when the two met backstage.
All Together Now: Joe Bonamassa
The name has been bouncing around the media consciousness of Bend for the last month or two. Radio. Websites. Newspapers. But mainly radio – lots of radio, a medium that lends itself well to the baritone pronunciation of a name like Joe Bonamassa, with its vowels and consonants so sexily colliding.
And when you combine the uttering of Joe Bonamassa (go ahead, let that last syllable fling sharply off your tongue) with the man behind this name's fiery new-age blues guitar styling and growling voice, the result is pure promotional magic. Again, Joe Bonamassa is a blues rock guitar virtuoso and not a shortstop or a bantam weight fighter like that name of his might suggest.

