Given that it’s become one of Bend’s most visited live music venues, it’s fitting that the Silver Moon now has upped it’s in-house sound system.
I’m hardly an audio guru, and for the most part don’t complain about a venue’s sound during a show — unless it’s unavoidable — but from what the venue had to say in a press release yesterday, it sounds like a major improvement.
For the Audio Geeks: Silver Moon Brewing Gets New Soundsystem
The Hangover Isn't Over Yet
Bad news for anybody betting on a quick real estate rebound: The Commerce Department announced yesterday that new home sales fell to a 50-year low in January.
In news that surprised the so-called experts, purchases of new homes dropped 11.
Training Day: A scientific approach to preparing for Bend's Polar Plunge
Some athletes spend months or years training for one day of glory. In preparation for the Vancouver Olympics, skier Lindsey Vonn trained six to eight hours a day, six days a week, engaging in a mix of hardcore cardio and weight training.
My day of glory arrives this Friday, when I will join hundreds of brave souls as we jump into the icy waters of the Deschutes in the name of Special Olympics Oregon. Luckily, I am already in excellent physical condition. I can run nearly 3 miles without stopping, do a handstand for at least two seconds before falling over, and just last week, I ate half of a foot-long salami in one sitting. However, I have a weakness. Call it my Kryptonite. I loathe being cold.
The Icing on the Cake: Crust cruising, our missing ice rink and more
The closing ceremonies of the Winter Olympics are almost here and most of Bend will probably go into TV withdrawal. I mean, how can you sit there and watch Desperate Housewives after the thrill of seeing Apolo Anton Ohno in action?
ICE CRIT
Seriously, is there anything more fun to watch than a criterium on razor blades? The next best thing, at least for those fans missing the winter sports action, may be the 2010 Ice Crit on March 6th at Wanoga Sno-park. Registration happens at the event at 6:30 p.m. and the race starts at 7 p.m. Any kind of bike is OK and costumes are encouraged. If I recall correctly, there was some bare skin at the last one. Race fee is $10 with profits going to COTA.
Creating Ghosts: Migraines, hurricanes and insanity mix for a warped psychological mystery in Shutter Island
Martin Scorsese was my favorite filmmaker for at least two decades. It was not until the Dicaprio era kicked off with Gangs of New York and the Aviator that I started to lose faith. Not to blame Leo so much (as most do), he isn't such a bad actor. But with Shutter Island comes near redemption – it's almost a good flick.
Based on Dennis Lehane's (Mystic River) novel, Shutter Island takes place in 1954 at an insane asylum/correctional compound on an island in the middle of the Boston Harbor that specializes in the containment and care of the most dangerous criminally insane. It's a fortress of abstract terror, surrounded by cliffs on all sides. U.S. Marshals Teddy Daniels (Leonardo Dicaprio) and Chuck Aule (Mark Ruffalo) ride a ferry out to investigate the disappearance of a patient. What begins as a simple missing person investigation slowly morphs into full-on psychological horror. As more disturbing revelations come to pass, the stress starts eating away at Daniels' nerves. It revives his alcoholic past while creating parallels with Nazi science experiments and death camps.
What a Shocker: BioShock 2 goes to the well again and comes up empty
First times are special. First kiss, first hearing of a song, first taste of a certain food – they're special because the second time around they might not be so good. The kiss turns out to be attached to a moron, soon everyone else is listening to the same stupid song and the food gets cold.
The first time I saw the undersea city of Rapture it was spectacular. The plate-glass windows were cracking under pressure and the residents had turned into crazed drug addicts. The decaying art-deco design and claustrophobic atmosphere made 2007's BioShock an unforgettable first-person shooter, and I was anxious to return for this year's sequel.
Marriage: Can't Recommend It!
Take it from somebody who's been married THREE times (as far as I know): The institution is OVERRATED. Let's take Mrs. Wm.โข Steven Humphrey the First, for example. Lovely woman – if you exclude the blackout rampages. I thought we were staying together for the sex, until I learned that almost every sexual experience was later classified as a blackout rampage. (Hey, but don't knock it until you've tried it!)
Then there was Mrs. Wm.โข Steven Humphrey the Second. Again, perfectly charming, salt-of-the-earth kind of gal… when she wasn't huffing silver spray paint. However, on the upside, she was very creative while under the influence, and would create psychedelic yet extremely detailed paintings of the times she would have sex with hobos behind a dumpster. (Last Christmas, I purchased one for Mrs. Wm.โข Steven Humphrey the First.)
John Day Takes On the Fourth Reich
The circus might be coming to town in John Day, and people in John Day don’t like it.
According to reports in the local weekly paper, the Blue Mountain Eagle, the neo-Nazi Aryan Nations group is looking to relocate from Athol in northern Idaho and has been scoping out John Day as a likely new home base.
Digging for Documentaries: The best of the Archaeology Film Fest Series comes to Bend
After attending the first weekend of the Archaeology Film Fest Series, having not considered archaeology much since metal detectors were all the rage in 1990s England, I second a statement that I found on the website of the Archaeological Legacy Institute: Archaeology is humanity's rearview mirror – enabling a much better understanding of our place and time in the world. The films chosen by the local Archaeological Society are mind-expanding and inspirational. They transport you not only to other lands but outside of yourself, providing endlessly nourishing visuals, information and insight.

