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Buzzing in the Love Seat: Got a bee in your bonnet, or some other idiom?

The Source StaffAugust 26, 2009August 25, 2024

I'm sure you've heard the old idioms for years, “Ants in your pants,” “Bats in your belfry,” or “Bee in your bonnet,” and such; well, how about this when my phone rang…?
“Jim, this is Karen Kassy.”
“Oh, howdy Dear Heart,” I answered, “what's going on?”
“I have something strange going on in my love seat.”
Now a guy can have all kinds of fun with that opener, playing around with the birds and bees, risky as it is, and Karen's a great one to kid around with; after all, I've known her for years, and she's an intuitive – but I didn't want to end up in the dog house, so I thought I'd best play it straight as a string.
“So what's wrong with your love seat,” I asked, stifling a laugh, but knowing full well I should keep it on the straight and narrow.

Outside

Usain Bolt

Mike FicherAugust 26, 2009August 13, 2024

What Usain Bolt did at the IAAF World Athletics Championships in Berlin earlier this month, breaking the 100 and 200 meter world records while capturing the bi-annual event's sprint races, is, well, insane, simply off the charts, the sports story of the year.
Bolt won the two races in record times of 9.58s for the 100 meters and 19.19s for the 200, breaking marks the Jamaican sprinter set at last summer's Olympics in Beijing.
In events where the difference between first and fifth can often be as minute as a body lean or a slightly askew stride, Bolt is putting visible distance between himself and his competition.

Outside

Train of Thought: Tourists, a chip seal rant and bucket lists

Pam StevensonAugust 26, 2009March 29, 2024

You know how, when you go for a bike ride, your mind goes on a ride of its own as well? Two weeks ago, I joined some friends for a 40-mile ride from Sisters up and over McKenzie Pass and back. I thought I'd share my train of thought:
Cool. I'm finally riding McKenzie Pass for the first time this year. I can't believe I waited until the highway re-opened to motorists, but oh well. Whoa, check out all those Harleys!
Four million bucks and three years. Let's see what they accomplished. I hear the new pavement is Land O'Lakes buttery!
The legs feel a little tired today. Probably because I put in almost 200 miles this week. I'll never be able to keep up with David Blair.

Culture

In Der Fuehrer's Face: Tarantino goes great guns in Basterds

Source WeeklyAugust 26, 2009March 17, 2023

After all the rampant previews clogging up my TV, Quentin Tarantino's newest epic Inglourious Basterds arrived with a $37.6 million box office debut. This movie is way better than I expected. Even with all its messed up parts and incongruous plot-holes there is some redeeming beauty. Basterds is a cinephile's dream with obvious references to all movies great and small. Although clearly influenced by The Dirty Dozen, any Spaghetti Western and Pekinpah's Cross of Iron, Tarantino seems heavily anchored in his director chair rather than lifting from other movies (including his own). Still he adds super hero writing and chapters as a signature style but the cohesiveness enables three remarkable stories to intertwine.

Culture

It's Hip To Be Square: Humpday takes bro-mance to another level

Source WeeklyAugust 26, 2009February 13, 2023

When will cinema stop being obsessed by sex? Sex scenes these days are so predictably present, and so predictable, they may as well start slotting in audience toilet breaks – just to keep it real. Do filmmakers still collectively think we have no clue what happens when naked people rub up against each other? On-screen relationships were much more interesting when actors had to keep one foot on the bedroom floor.
Humpday is a film obsessed by sex like a toddler is obsessed with presenting what they've done in their potty. To its credit, Humpday came out of the Sundance Film Festival, and hardly any DV-made, Sundance films actually make it to theatres. Film critics tend to believe people will see Transformers despite the reviews, but a small, independent film can be helped greatly by a good quote for the posters. Sad to say no such quote will be provided in these prudish paragraphs.

Food & Drink

Bested Again

Source WeeklyAugust 26, 2009January 4, 2023

The beloved “Best Of” issue – everyone in the restaurant industry awaits it with an appetite. The rumors fly, the questions gnaw; who is going to get what this year? And then for one week, a year's worth of dedication and voters' fickleness is presented in grandeur, and it's the talk of the town for days until something more interesting comes into play – like whether we'll dredge Mirror Pond or if they'll ever finish resurfacing the parkway.
But should someone needed to know who the second best bartender in Bend is, well that's when I would blow off my fingernails, polish them on my shoulder, and proudly proclaim that I was the person they were seeking. Because, you might not know this, but for the life of me I cannot win that category. Cocktail show, cocktail classes, cocktail column, Las Vegas cocktail contest, radio promo, none of this is enough in today's highly competitive popularity contest.

Food & Drink

The Pride of Prineville: Barney Prines embodies the new face of the city

The Source StaffAugust 26, 2009March 5, 2023

Most every locality – be it country, state or city – has a bitch. It's that neighboring area that serves as home to the rednecks and tramps of barroom jokes, the town that makes another town's citizens feel better about themselves. Every France has a Belgium to degrade. Where would New York be without New Jersey to kick around? Londoners have their Essex girls, Beverly Hills has the Valley, even Arkansas has Mississippi. Around these parts, poor Redmond takes it in the gut from Bend at every turn. However, the most slighted of Central Oregon cities would have to be Prineville. Other than Prinetucky jokes and snickers at the town's very mention, I've heard little about the area, so I thought it was time to pay a visit.

Food & Drink

The Pride of Prineville: Barney Prines embodies the new face of the city

The Source StaffAugust 26, 2009July 7, 2024

Music

They’ve Got Sauce: G. Love Drops into Bend

The Source StaffAugust 26, 2009July 7, 2024

Thinking back to my days as a Source intern, several years ago now, one of my duties was to do the Cold Call section of the paper. I went out and asked people on the street the question of the week. Once, I asked which “Where are they now?” classic rock band would you like to see at The Amphitheater. No one really had an answer, but just about everyone I talked to wished Jack Johnson would come back. No, he's not coming back, as far as we know, but G. Love and Special Sauce, who toured with him back in 2004, is.

Music

Welcome Back, Dean and Gene: Ween is still weird as hell after all these years

The Source StaffAugust 26, 2009September 3, 2024

When Aaron Freeman, better known as Gene Ween, is reached by phone on a recent afternoon, he's in his native Pennsylvania and driving to rehearse with his band, Ween, and says he can't talk. Less than an hour later, Mickey Melchiondo, aka Dean Ween, answers his cell phone while at the aforementioned rehearsal. He can talk because, apparently, the practice session is already over.
As far as interviews and the arrangement thereof goes, this is strange, but for Ween, the band that made strange a career, this is probably business as usual. But still, a question remains, what happened to that rehearsal?

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