Casa Jonsson

Nils & Araceli’s home on the web, est. 2003

Do I feel lucky?

It’s not every man whose taste in movies overlaps perfectly with his wife’s. I am such a man.
We often get videos from our public library. Even though the selection is pretty small in comparison with a typical video store, they only have the good stuff so the pickens is not as slim as you’d expect.
What […]

Come on along and listen to the Lullaby of 23rd Street

Singer-songwriter Patti Scialfa was interviewed today on NPR’s “Morning Edition.” Her new album, 23rd Street Lullaby, is only her second to date. It follows her first by 11 years. From what I hear of it, it was worth the wait.
In the interview, Scialfa provides entertaining anecdotes about her Rock and Roll Hall of Famer husband’s […]

Couch potatoes

I spent four hours last Saturday at Blue Couch Studios recording violin tracks for Eric’s forthcoming album. The songs were mostly ones I’d heard him sing before but they have new arrangements. Really good stuff. I’ll let you know how to get hold of a copy of the CD when it comes out, but for […]

Because MT can’t protect itself™

Alert the ACLU. This weblog is stooping to censorship. No, this has nothing to do with my ideological similarities to totalitarians.
I’m as idealistic as the next “wine-sipping, cheese-chomping yuppie liberal who’s not rich enough to live in the Rice area.”† For over a year I’ve left the comments feature open on all my past weblog […]

Poetry under the influence

Apparently I only write haiku when I’m in the middle of a distasteful medical experience. Last time it was phlebotomy. Today I was having crowns replaced.
I cannot be held responsible for the following two bits of verse because dental anaesthesia was in effect when I composed them.
The taste of tooth dust.
Drilling my visible bones.
Harsh blessing, […]

Words of a feather

Last night I came up with three new entries for my archive of autonyms: ‘shibboleth,’ ‘drawl,’ and “lithp.” I also thought of a new contranym: ‘plebeian.’ Each of these is in some way related to socilinguistic boundaries. 

A song without words

 My latest recording made at church is now available. Poor Mr Rachmaninov is doubtless doing backflips in his grave because we had to cut the B section of his “Vocalise” here to meet the time constraints of an offertory. Does racing through the giving in 2¼ minutes say anything about how much we Presbyterians put in […]

Halfway there

There’ve been some dark days (such as May 31, 2003; September 1, 2003; November 17, 2003; March 29, 2004; and June 24, 2004) in Greg’s journey out of cancer. Today was a bright one: he is officially “in remission.”
Greg’s latest bill of health admittedly sounds dubious: stage-IV colon cancer, “no evidence of disease.” It may […]