NOB HILL--And then came the stimulus money. I watched as workers quickly assembled ready-made bus stops up and down Central Ave. The mayor had said he didn't want to spend stimulus funds on anything that would increase the number of city employees. I listened as an APS supervisor told me how classroom assistants and other personnel would not be hired with this money because funding would not be there for those positions down the road; and they bought… Continue
Figuring out what to write about this week was tough. I could have written about Albuquerque’s new mayor-elect or about hot button H1N1 bioethics issues. I had actually retrieved my notes on RJ Berry and was sketching out an outline when I dropped everything for a completely different topic. Both those other issues are close to home, but I’m even more fixated on this new one: fire safety.
Why? Because I’m a mother before I’m a citizen of… Continue
This morning's breakfast: a lump of pumpkin bread. I say "lump" because I have over the last two days eroded it's loaf-shaped goodness, picking at it until it looks less loaf-y and more asteroid-y. An asteroid of pumpkin bread would rock, I think.
I took a few photos of balloons last weekend before BOTH cameras' batteries died (of COURSE).…
I was born to fundamentalist Christian cult parents who are white supremacists. I grew up in Denver and escaped to New Mexico in 1982. Justice, art and travel are the engines that drive me.
As a child, I was not nurtured but forced. As an adult, I oppose force and try to learn how to nurture myself and all the people around me.
One of the great joys of the balloon fiesta is subduing the envelope as it lands. Thursday morning this one bounced several times, crashed through a fence and lay down down blocking all lanes of Osuna. A dozen drivers, thwarted in their journey, leaped from their cars and helped deflate and move the balloon to safer ground. It was handled as… Continue
This Saturday I made my first trek to the Balloon Fiesta by bicycle. From Fringecrest, it took 50 minutes to get there, 45 to come back and I've never enjoyed the event so much as I did this time. While others were cold and in long lines for coffee, I was warm, energized, and ready to enjoy. The coolest thing: Valet parking for bicycles. Just head up the North Diversion channel, turn right at the sign, and hand your bike over to the valet. No charge.… Continue
First off: Great seats.
That's what we got for winning the DCF ticket giveaway for this show. Fourth row, dead center. I could count every wrinkle on the two performers faces if I wanted to; I did not.
This was one of the most casual and intimate shows I've been to in a long time. While I'm a huge fan of Lyle Lovett, I've never really been all that impressed with John Hiatt's recorded work.
But, both artists impressed. Sure, I know Lovett's songs and still prefer his quirky… Continue
Dogs, cats and other creatures probably don't care who is mayor. But at least one candidate has taken it upon himself to mail to registered pet owners about the benefits of his benevolent oversight during the past eight years. Good for him. Pets rock! But I guess my question is: do ALL candidates have access to this same database? If they do, awesome. If they don't, there's an equity issue here. Release them to all or none.…
It is that time of year again. Signs that fall has arrived are rampant: hot air balloons a-soaring, green chile a-roasting, politicians a-yammering campaigning, and ants disappearing.
For years we've waged a multi-generational war on our property. It isn’t the usual exterminator/home owner battle, though. We’re more sophisticated than that – we're established some subtlety in staking out our philosophic positions of what I'll call,… Continue
This is the last week to make it to 4th of July Campground to enjoy the sugar maples turning crimson before they fall off in earnest. Thanks to Masshole for the reminder that it's that time of year. Many thanks to Celine for the camera… Continue
Since The Sunday Poem series started last February, 29 different local poets have been featured here on the front page of the Duke City Fix. If you feel like reviewing their contributions, just click on The DitchRider in the left-hand sidebar. Every magical poem and poet is still there...each offering a different aspect of our rich literary scene here in… Continue
Listen. Cranes! It's fall...time to get up from the computer, walk outside, and look up.
Long-time Duke City Fix member Cirrelda "CC" Snider-Bryan is a resident of Albuquerque’s North Valley. She is devoted to filling notebooks — "journal as documenter." This poem comes straight out of those pages, with some tweaking done before she read it last Winter at the wonderful Treehouse reading series downtown. In addition to notebooks, she… Continue
Miasma: mi⋅as⋅ma – noun, plural -mas, -ma⋅ta. 1. Noxious exhalations from putrescent organic matter; poisonous effluvia or germs polluting the atmosphere.
We decided on late Friday or early Saturday that this past weekend was the one to escape the city, with its polluted air full of State Fair stench, fall "enchantment" and just too strong breeze. Sunday morning we sent out a trial balloon in the form of… Continue
Have you ever wanted to see the Bosque Bassoon Band and The Vortex Theater, but didn't know how to find their information all in one place? Are you yearning to tango or to find a group that needs your accordion skills? Well, this could be your week.
Nob Hill is hosting the Albuquerque Performing Arts Fair on Central Avenue this Thursday, October 1, from 5 to 9pm. Twenty-five different groups will have tables full of information while over a dozen perform on a stage on the… Continue