Stuff & Junk
I'm only going to run through this once, because otherwise it's gonna get stuck in my head and nothing will get it out, shy of an ice pick. I don't want to put an ice pick in my ear so just ... listen.
December 12, 2005
Convergence Zone
Look, I don't know how to say this without sounding like a 12-year-old, so I'm just going to blurt it out: Woodland Park Zoo is once again selling poop by the gallon.
November 30, 2005
Convergence Zone
The Greenwood Space Travel Supply Co. is the kind of novelty shop that sells imagination. As far as I'm concerned, this truly is a space-travel supply store, my first stop for rocket fuel, stun guns and do-it-yourself intergalactic treaties.
November 29, 2005
Convergence Zone
Two favorite Seattle retailers are closing their doors and are offering their merchandise at substantial discounts.
November 22, 2005
Convergence Zone
Yes, the Xbox 360 will deliver plenty of bang for the buck, but you have to do something if the power goes out. Check out Berserk Games and stock up against the unthinkable.
November 17, 2005
Convergence Zone
This is your chance to own — or give as gifts — such all-time user faves as "Pillow Fight" and "Stabby McKnife." Don't miss out on this golden opportunity to augment your wardrobe, or that of your family and friends.
November 16, 2005
Stuff & Junk
Hill's new cut of the movie doesn't add or subtract scenes, but does impose a comic-book-like series of scene transitions that I'm not sure if I like or not. Fortunately, the disk includes a fascinating new "making-of" documentary, and has crystal-clear sound and picture.
November 4, 2005
Stuff & Junk
I haven't been much of a Halloween fan since 1993, when a longtime girlfriend left me to run away with vampires. Live-action role-playing vampires, to be precise — a mob of quasi-goth wingnuts running the local "Vampire: The Masquerade" game. After weeks of babbling about "the Clan Ventrue" and "bloodwine," my girl finally packed up her kit and coffin and transmogrified herself out of my life two weeks shy of All Hallow's Eve. I spent the holiday, and most Halloweens after that, sitting in gloomy bars muttering obscenities into my wolfbane. Nothing could scare me.
October 7, 2005
