I stumbled across the Minneapolis Movie Bears site when I heard about a rummage sale they are having. It makes me supremely happy that a group like this exists in Minneapolis. I like it when people come together and do their thing, whether it’s bears who love movies or middle-aged women who love dolls. Whatever it is.
I also ♥ their logo, which looks like we’re peaking in on the A&W Root Beer bear when he’s off the clock and living his real life…
“My God. I just heard that census forms weren’t mailed to people living on reservations in Minnesota. What can we do?!”
Hmmm… Here are the options as I see them:
1. Nothing. Because we are terrible people who all hate Indians and if the government don’t count ‘em, we can pretend they don’t exist. And btw, Native Americans, stop eating all the fish!!
2. We can send you out to all reservations with stacks of census forms and have you go door-to-door.
3. Become hysterical on social media outlets.
4. Retreat with mugs of green tea, listen to more MPR and ruminate.
5. Go to the Census 2010 website and do a search for American Indian reservations. Come up with a transcript of a press conference during which the question of reservations was addressed by Census Bureau Director Dr. Robert Groves. Due to the fact that many reservations have postal systems of delivery that are quite complicated and housing changes rapidly, census workers are going out to reservations to make sure they have accurate lists of the housing units and to interview people. So, if you live on a reservation, you might not have gotten a census survey in the mail but this does not mean that people are not trying to contact you.
Also: Census Designated Places represent locally-known, unincorporated communities that contain a mix of residential, commercial, cultural, and/or retail uses similar to that of an incorporated place of similar size in a similar geographic setting. The delineation of Census Designated Places allows for the identification of, and tabulation of data for, unincorporated communities within the boundaries of federally recognized American Indian reservations, off-reservation trust lands, and Oklahoma Tribal Statistical Areas.
So, remember, a reservation is not set up like a suburb.
“I’m really craving mints right now. I dunno. I want mints or something mild to be kind to my stomach. :\ Progress on paper: working in cites.”
Absolutely fascinating. Both parts, really. Would it be possible to just… go get mints instead of tweet about it?
What is the appropriate response to something like this? “Oh, Mr. X, I’m sorry your tummy hurts!!! Feel better! Get that paper done!!!! Things will be better tomorrow!!!”
Meanwhile… meanwhile… oil continues to spill into the Gulf of Mexico. I’m just sayin’ And we still haven’t exhausted all the symbolism in Human Centipede. But mints for an upset tummy? I mean, it’s solvable.
Last week I heard about the horror movie Human Centipede: First Sequence for the first time. In case you haven’t heard about it, this is a movie about an evil doctor (Surprise! He’s German) who decides to sew humans together, ass-to-mouth, as an experiment. He has experience in separating conjoined twins and decides that he’d really like to see the process in the reverse. You know, just something to do in his downtime.
When last I visited the Denny Hecker saga (see The Hecker Timeline), he was facing down 18 new charges of wire and bankruptcy fraud. He and Steve Leach, one of his former execs, were looking at 20 years in prison for conspiracy to commit wire fraud and 20 years on each count of wire fraud. Pile on top of that another 10 for Hecker for money laundering and five for each… well, let’s just say that he would surely die in prison.
Since then there have been many more twists, tears and admissions of guilt. Let’s catch up, shall we?
After the new felony charges came down, Hecker had to appear in family court regarding the missing support payments to second wife Sandra. He was behind something like $8,000 to her. On March 30th, the judge ordered Hecker to jail after he was found in contempt of court for hiding assets and lying about what he still owns.
I’ve been waiting to see BIRDEMIC for weeks and it finally arrives at the Uptown Theatre for the Midnight Madness movie on May 21 and 22. I’m “organizing” an outing for the Friday show. The quotation marks indicate that by “organizing” I mean – I’m going and I told a bunch of other people about it, via Facebook.
Sigh. Facebook. Won’t start on that rant here, but it’s brewing.
The Burning Man Festival started with a group of 20 friends who burned a wooden figure on a beach in honor of the summer solstice. Now some 20+ years later, the Burning Man Festival annually draws over 43,000 free thinkers, radicals, hippies, artists, and general revelers to a big patch of desert in Northern Nevada. The iconic festival’s history and philosophy have been cleverly wrapped up in this documentary, which not only tells the tale of how Burning Man evolved from a handful of hippies to a multi-million dollar movement, but it also examines how the ideals we form in our youth translate to life’s bigger picture. The film screens at 7pm and tickets are $15-$20 at the door. Tickets will likely sell out so arrive early. For more info visit www.dustandillusions.com.
Yesterday, I put together a new play list on iTunes in honor of my birthday. Here is what I picked:
1. Maneater by The Bird and The Bee; yes, a cover of Hall & Oates. I happen to love H&O, Keith hates them. He hates them with a passion usually reserved only for Steely Dan. I had to admit that “Private Eyes” isn’t so wonderful but I greatly enjoy the rest of their catalog. “Rich Girl?” Come on! Anyway, this cover is great. After I bought it I realized that I have another song of theirs, a cover of the Bee Gees’ “How Deep Is Your Love.”
2. Dim’s Jazz (Latin’s In The House) by Dmitri From Paris – this is all about my quest to not only embrace the 1990s World Beat sensibility but also to listen to French electronic/jazz/house music. I feel as if I need a musical niche. And yes, I’m pronouncing that “neeche.”