My ‘vag’* is Chef Chu, your ‘vag’ is frozen takeout dim sum from some hole in the wall under the bridge in Foster City

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New York Times mentions crazy Rich Asians but does not mention Jon Chu until deep into the story, whereas Palo Alto Weekly gives it two- an-a-half stars but does not have a byline. *i think that word, rhymes with Madge the dish soap spokeswoman, is fair game given the role (French word with little thingy over Sarah vowel) Awkwafina plays in this movie. The wedding costs $40m.
Rolling Stone praises Nora Lim pka Awkwafina. (I admit, as I wrote about earlier, that a main reason I saw Ocean movie was curiousity about Lum, whose other claim to fame was a quasi-dirty rap spoof about female anatomy. That, plus I’m always talking where appropriate about Mindy Kaling my fellow Dartmuthian)
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A.O. Scott excerpt:
The venue is fabulous — if there is any part of Singapore that is less than dazzlingly picturesque, we don’t see it here — the music is great, and the food includes homemade dumplings, street-stall delicacies and lavish banquet dishes. But the key to this party is surely the guest list. It has been noted that this is the first Hollywood movie in a long time with a mostly Asian and Asian-American cast, and if anything this observation understates the diversity of the performers onscreen, in terms of both their origins and their pop-cultural affiliations. They include Michelle Yeoh, one of the great international movie stars of the past quarter-century; Ken Jeong, a staple of naughty American comedy for almost as long; and Awkwafina, a hip-hop artist, actress and web celebrity of more recent vintage.

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Jungle Jim Loscutoff, the hoops champion w Maxim Loskutoff, who writes about encounters in the wild

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A little more foghorn

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I did listen to a wee dram of San Francisco singer-songwriter maybe bandleader and supervisor candidate Tom Valtin and I would say it has a quality, but I would say also that it could use a little more foghorn. Foghorn Leghorn. The Mel Blanc voiced (as compared to blank verse, or Les Blank) cartoon character who is Southern. I mean vernacular. Of course my starting point is that I found this guy because he is married to the daughter of a favorite professor of mine named James Melville Cox, from Virginia. You don’t know about him less you have read about Huck Finn. Et cetera. Was anybody hurt? No’m but a cartoon dog was assaulted by a big chicken. N-word Jim loved Huck, idiots. Elif Batuman. Bat Makumba ay, ay. Bat Makumba, oh oh. I’m here all week. Try the grits. Pass the port. And….out.

I listened to part of his political speech and would report that I ran for Palo Alto City council on a similar platform. Go, middle class!

and one:
First Edition Adventures of Huck Finn illustration by E. W. Kremble. And Oregon ally this was about the first pages of Tom Sawyer “Old Scratch” and War and Piece “the anti-christ” written within 10 years of each other, snatched by magic hand held box at Bell’s Books of Palo Alto. But there’s a guy named Adam Weinberger in New York wants to sell me such onesy, not the Weinberger with bereaved at Beth Ahmed who went to Gunn and helped the Cubberley Sessions on advice of John Taylor not the right-winger the right-fielder exactly oncely. And gracious flash to Ms. Lessa encouraging me to try Ginsberg “Kaddish” for Naomi with Larry Ochs. Not Phil Oaks. Nor Quaker Ochs.

Tom Valtin seems to have good musicianship throughout. B (as Christgau helpseff might say) Not turkey, big chicken. No pocky for kitty. Arf (gail collins)

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Mitch Woods to hit the Lytt in about 88 shakes

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Sound check on a sunny pm


He also had a very fine cd out “Friends Along The Way” With a fine cast of guests very find of virtual cornucopia including Ruthie Foster Who is previous CDs going to go home parentheses a guy stole my chair reporting live in Lytton Plaza Palo Alto it was a dark and stormy night not Ruthies two previous CDs were produced out by Malcolm Papa Mali Wellborn and Chris take my wife Goldsmith I am here all night try the pizza. No seriously folks I will update this with proper RESPECT. Which reminds me that when Henry butler Charlie Musselwhite Elvin Bishop Rob and Ford Otis Taylor and I played that rotating stage place in Houston they were advertising Aretha the next night this is back in 2003 when we all had more hair and less belly And all got a little more salt and some rest in peace.

Edit to add, post performance post:
Mitch Woods did rock and roll us in Palo Alto inciting our version of dancing in the streets in a set that did have a distinct New Orleans flavor. Although I yelled “Aretha” the spirits conjured weee more like. Fess or Henry Butler. The new cd also somehow conjures John Lee Hooker. I’ve only gotten as far as “CC Rider” which beyond the consistently fine piano also has guitar country style by Taj Mahal and vocals by Taj and unmistaedly Van Morrison. This cd seems destined to Tabasco up someone’s radio show and maybe the movies.
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20th anniversary of Dartmouth scholar athlete, but not a playboy

Librarian and former St. Francis athlete Dave Sigua helped me research an item that magically popped into my head earlier today (it started with me returning a book about Lefty O’Doul and commenting that Paly grad Joc Pedersen of the Dodgers was the first Pacific Coast League athlete since 1910 to hit 30 homers and steal 30 bases, for Albuquerque).

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Look for a spec of green among the more flamboyant major college uniforms

Paul Sorenson, like Dave, played football for the Lancers. Paul went on to graduate first in his class at Dartmouth, in 1989 and now works in software.
In fall, 1988, he was named the Anson Mount Scholar and a part of the Playboy Magazine All-America team, as the token student athlete. He posed next to Deion Sanders, Derrick Rodgers, Troy Aikman and Barry Sanders.

This is archived, of course, in my magic box and if you are reading me, in your magic box, too. Who woulda thunk it?

Actually, it also susses up that Ted Leland, the AD, made Sorenson give back the $5,000 scholarship and promise to never masturbate. At Richardson we had chugs for Spankers and Liars. I was a Liar.

I don’t think i met Sorenson but I knew slightly a lineman from that team Rich Outzen of Aragon High in San Mateo, who helped me write in 1985 about the 15 year anniversary of the Murry Bowden / Willie Bogan / Bullet Bob Blackmon Lambert Trophy winning Indians or Big Green. Outzen also was the main source in Brian E. Moore’s documentary about ROTC “Army Green” and has served our country as a Colonel last I checked and writes about language as a weapon.

I also had op to describe for David the librarian and friendly giant the career, as I knew it, of Bill Campbell the former Columbia captain, champion and coach, the silent partner of The Old Pro in Palo Alto, where Lee Bolllinger and Al Gore were his eulogists recently.

edit to add, and i really have to move my car and then git to city to see Nicaraugan American drummer, but Anson Mount award is named for early contributor to that semi-notorious magazine but also his son Anson Mount IV (Ivy!, Get it?) played Captain Pike on a version of Star Trek on TV. Also, there’s a Corey Harris, Dave and I learned, who played football for Vandy and then NFL which catches my eye because same name as Corey Harris the Mac Genius and blues guy, coming to town soon with True Blues Tour, TK.

Nine months later: I am intrigued by the saga of Darrell Page, who led St. Francis Lancers of Mountain View to a CCS title in football, as a junior, but withdrew from that school after being charged with a sealed accusation in juvenile court.

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Wallace Loh must go

University Of Maryland president Loh and football coach DJ zDurkin are responsible for the death of a student athlete.
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there are two reasons i am edit-adding to this today: one, a dude named Jake or Jack with a dog named Jack or Jake, who played Maryland Terps football I chatted up today, with my dog and TMW. Two, at the hamburger joint, they were showing an old NBA game with Steve Francis, ex-Terp, then on Orlando not Houston. Fact-checking that — the magic — I found confirmation of my little nugget of Steve Francis, according to Kwame Coleman, being known as Wink in his Montgomery Blair days. Kwame was baby-dad to Kenny when I dated quite seriously Kenny’s Mommy’s sister. One night me, Kwame and Kwame Friend rolled in a rented Lincoln first to Fillmore where we were under-impressed by Maceo then to Jack’s (different Jack — not the dog from Palo Alto 20 years later — ok, it’s Boom Boom Room Alex Andreas) to see a very satisfying Brenda Boykin. Which makes me think also of Sister Monica Parker. RIP. I guess like this poor McNair fellow.

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Birth of a Wilco song

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Broadway By The Bay’s 53rd season artistic director Alicia Jeffrey w John Travolta Tony Manero 2 min solo

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Ine owe ahm ah homer but I prefer Ms Jeffrey…ahm jess sayin’.

The movie was made for $3m, grossed $300m and featured some incredible indelible performances
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Garage Mahal w. Garage Mahal w. donkey poop news

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I was likely the only one expecting to see Fareed Haque at the Father’s Day street music festival (“World Music Day”).

Nothing against cute local kids rocking out.

This is from June, two months ago, but I re-visted it in reference to Josh Code’s story on Palo Alto Weekly about the local Donkey fan club selling fertilizer under a name that in my opinion is too close to name of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. I think there is risk of the local group getting challenged by the better known mark, especially since the friendly Vermont group was sold to a not-so-friendly multinational.

But what got the cherry poppin’ in my Garcia is that I tried to adend my previous two postings and the “moderator” said I could not post; so I sent my words to local reporter, Gen Sheyner. (Trigger warning: the context is donkey dung and I use words like “shit”)

I know that its not about me but during the time that I was running for City Council i was endorsed by Manilla Bol a relative of the people Bol Park was named for. She is living down near Santa Cruz and running an alternative school.

But I think the donkey bag thing would work just as well without trading on Ben and Jerry’s good will.

But if a lawyer type already worked thru this then I’ll shut my pie hole.

(My context is the numerous times I’ve found rock groups using names that were not researched properly. I recall also fighting with a party about each of our use of Sound Check. Also, my company here is Earthwise and there is another Earthwise in Atlanta. There is nothing new under the sun).

But I support the donkeys, in spirit. I like them better than the stuffed donkey fetish we were trotting around for a while. Gnome saying. )

Good story, Josh. Good luck in school!

There was a group of local young musicians at the recent Father’s day concert on Uni Ave using the name Garage Mahal not knowing that Fareed Haque has been using that name for years. I was likely the only one who turned up looking for Fareed. Also, I once went to a John Zorn show put on by city of Palo Alto only to learn that another John Zorn was using the name of John Zorn.

I shit you negative.

Dear readers, do you want local “paper of record” to protect you from vulgarity or tell it like it is and leave posts warts-and-all?

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back when I presented Charlie Hunter five times at Cubberley, Blue Note sent me Fareed Hague’s version of Crosby Stills Nash classic album, which I gave to Helena Sol of Palo Alto Sol food monger.

insert your own donkey image here: ( )

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Cox milk

this is not quite an item either but it turns out that a man named tom valtin got 552 votes in the 2008 supe race (won by David Campos) i think its bernal heights and my research shows he is married or at least at that time and is likely still married to the daughter of one of my favorite professors, at Dartmouth, James Melville Cox (1925-2012) who use to joke about his name and the likelihood that — speaking of changing times and mores of decency, I was asking you about “Animal House” also a Dartmouth reference — the famous book “Moby D____” is about… sex.

Tom Valtin and Ellen Cox. Good bless them.
Or as James Melville Cox might say “haHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!”

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former freelancer at the Got Milk people, on California Street

and I got about 900 votes in Palo Alto city wide about a year later and about 8,000 (XXX) all in whereas I needed about 9,000 all at once to be seated and was fixing to run again but pulled out so to speak when my mother died and I am planning a memorial Oct. 28 at Beth Am. Am to!

Before they came up with “Got Milk” they considered “Am to” to save on the letters. What we called “kernin'” As in, “the m ilk is kernin’. ”

i am not making this up

this is a music blog, dagnabbit:

vaulting to the fore:

Im actually looking for an indie local band who used as their monikker the subtitle of the epic “Or, The Whale” I met one night about KZSU at their load-out and also I spoke to Chop Keenan the landlubber who said he named his new erection 550 High because it wounded like a rock band.

And also on the naughty Cal theme there is a piece by Tim Hawkinson at Pace of Palo Alto of a bath tub that the artist kneebody looks like Orca. I will try to swede in later. I might alreadies like be in my hand-hold.

as in on my way to this i did vault over a modest mouse jam with 2M views but I cannot just from the title recall the memory.


which I found thanks to zookeeper at stanford and the search-injun.

and so now, with this 2009 Modest Mouser, there are four music bits here so that is a very masculine and respectable finish for Plastic Alto here today (minus the IOU on the visual bath tub thingy — its his KNEE people)

a tiny bit phallic tim hawkinson thingy — and there was a hawkinson taught math at gunn for many years possibly the father of tim —

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self portraint in latex

or the whale
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he will probably never speak to me again but i am tempted not tempered or tempura to send to young Matt Jaffe the Yale whose moby I knew kinda sorta in Hanover.

edit to add:
this part is both too plastic and too alto but according to — and I recalled this from my gray natter — the leading crowd-sourced website Robert DiNero his child hood nick name was “Bobby Milk” because of his “pallor”. Italic joke.

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If I was better at what I do I would be writing about Alice Cooper at the San Jose civic versus panic at the disco at the sharks hockey arena both tonight where as I’m sitting home eating stale corn chips and watching baseball on the boob tube can we still see a boob tube or is that going to get me in hot water with the boob tube Nazis?

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