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Fido & Me —Sleepless in Mammoth

June 29, 2012

“FIDO?!?!?!?”

“Here I am! Hey hey hey hey!”

Fido scampered on over, full of beans as usual.

“Fido, have you been messing with my email? I’m getting all kinds of strange email from people I don’t know, in places I’ve never been, and I just have a hunch you’re behind this.”

“I love email,” Fido said. “You can connect with anyone!”

“I know, Fido, but I don’t want to be connected with EVERYone. I can see there is a green, pine pollen dogpaw print on my keyboard.”

Fido sat (obediently, for once in his life) at my side. He grinned.

RAW: Big art show next week, 60 artists to display their work

June 26, 2012

Mono Council for the Arts presents its 35th Annual Mammoth Celebrates the Arts Fine Arts and Contemporary Crafts Festival in the parking lot of Footloose Sports July 4-7 from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m., Wednesday through Saturday.

Fido & Me —Orthodox Fido

June 22, 2012

“FIDO! DAG-NABBIT!”

“Chomp chomp chomp, slurp slurp chomp.”

“Egad, Fido, I can’t take you anywhere!”

By now Fido was licking the pavement.

“This,” he proclaimed, “is just the best time EVER! Hey, will you look at THAT?”

Fido eyeballed the baked beans.

“FIDO!” I said, and gave him a tug on his nose leash.

It was his first-ever pig roast. It might be his last-ever, too, unless he can get a grip, and I told him as much.

Bluebird Imaging celebrates new location

June 15, 2012

Local gallery Bluebird Imaging had its official ribbon-cutting ceremony Tuesday evening. The gallery, owned and operated by husband-and-wife duo Kendra Knight and Aaron Horowitz, opened at its new location in the Mammoth Luxury Outlet Mall.

It’s a new venue for an established business—Bluebird Imaging has been around for six years, tucked away in the middle of the Industrial Park. In its current location, it’s far easier for the public to track down (in Suite Q3 of the mall), directly adjacent to the Mono Council for the Arts gallery.

Fido & Me —Dogapalooza

June 15, 2012

“I’m legal!” Fido yelped happily to no one in particular. “I’m legal, I’m a rabies-free Mutt from the Mountains and … do you happen to have a Pup-Peroni?”

Fido got up on his hind legs and did a little jig.

“Look! My tag is Royal Blue this year!”

The other dogs (and a few cats in crates) in the Mammoth Lakes Police Department parking lot expressed varying degrees of enthusiasm.

And the band plays on

June 8, 2012

When the eleven boys of Cameron Yassaman’s advanced Mammoth High School band stop talking and start playing, something happens.

The joshing stops, the awkwardness of adolescence is gone. The sounds—silver and bronze, copper and gilt and fine—push the walls of the room back. The air gives way to music.

The music lifts and pulls and pushes and cajoles. The crowded, circular band room grows huge.

The boys are transformed, too.

The music rises, grows bold and rich and deep; Thelonius Monk’s decadent “Around Midnight.”

The roof rises one last time.

The music ends.

Silence.

Dubrovner thinks about the future of Mammoth theater

June 8, 2012

The Mammoth theater scene is on the up-and-up, says artistic director Shira Dubrovner.

All it needs is a vision, a business model and some way to capture and hold young people.

Easy to say, hard to do.

Dubrovner got a heavy taste of the challenges facing the theater last month at Directors Lab West in Pasadena, where she and other participants jammed a load of insight into eight days between May 19-26.
They also jammed nine plays in there, ranging from classical theater to highly experimental works by new artists and directors.

Sierra Summer Festival opens poster competition

June 8, 2012


It’s always a big deal when the Sierra Summer Festival, in cooperation with Mammoth Gallery, opens its annual poster competition, and it’s open now.

Fido & Me — Mechanicsville

June 8, 2012


“Golly, Fido, I thought you were going to come unglued there for a while.”

Fido and Me: Office Romance

June 1, 2012

“Hey Fido, why the long face?”

Fido lay sprawled at my feet under my desk in the office.

“Dumped again.”

“What in the world are you talking about?” I said.

“Every time I fall in love, I’m in it, then I’m out of it.”

“Dog breath, maybe?”

“I’m serious.”

“Well, yeah, I guess I can tell that. Let me riff through these press releases first, then we’ll have a chat.”

“I don’t want to chat.”

“Something’s got you way down in the hole, Fido. Lemme finish these up.”

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