confessions of a reformed tourist
When I was little I had a babysitter who was capital oh obsessed with Rick Springfield. She’d come over with her vinyl all carefully wrapped in a special case. She’d tell us how she was going to marry “her Rick”. And have his babies. Blah blah yucky yucky blah. I, the 6-year-old voice of reason [...]
Back in December, when I heard that Buju Banton had been arrested on federal drugs charges (intent to distribute more than five kilos of cocaine) I thought to myself, Self? This is precisely the kind of incident I’d love to blog about, except I plain just don’t know enough. You see, Buju Banton is one [...]
I’ve loved the Red Hot Chili Peppers ever since Blood Sugar Sex Magik. But somehow, this gem – “Snow (Hey Oh)” – escaped my attention until this morning: And look what I found on youtube, a classical guitarist doing a cover: And this, an adorable little kid making his way through and “adult” riff:
YingYang wrote a post starring my boobs my jealousy-inspiring Obama tank top. I’m tickled senseless by that, as well as by her Lesbians in Banks post, and I love the images she captured of our extra-rainy November. The Bajan Reporter responded to my post Joys of Tropical Fabrics, where I mentioned how hard it is [...]
Merry Christmas! Listening to the radio this morning, I was reminded yet again of two things. First, that Caribbean artistes have the most amazing habit of creating Christmas music that is not the same boring old stuff I’ve heard forever. Second, that my grandfather, who was Puerto Rican, would have really liked to live in [...]
I’ve just been introduced to Infected Mushroom. I think I might be getting addicted to this song, Suliman. Kind of reminds me of Dream Theatre…
Welcome to my Election Day liveblog. Oy. 8:56 AM (Atlantic Time!): On Twitter, Election Day is already in full swing. People come out of the voting booth choked up. “Are you fired up?” A resounding yes. 8:58 AM: Dear Ann Coulter, please shut up. You make me embarrassed to be a white woman. Do you [...]
There’s nothing like a children’s choir.
The last few weeks, my mind keeps running back on one of my favorite exchanges from O Brother, Where Art Thou? Seriously, does this remind you of anything? Hmm? Pappy O’Daniel: We need a shot in the arm. You hear me boys? In the goddamn arm! Election held tomorrow, that son of bitch Stokes would [...]
Grenada lost a rising star on Friday. Kurt “DJ Kaution” George was on his way to Point Salines International Airport when the car he was driving crashed. Firefighters were called to the scene and used the jaws of life to remove him from the wreck, but he was already gone. He had been on his [...]
