It’s almost a new year and that, of course, means you need a calender. Right? Yeah, you know I’m right. Well, as luck should have it. I was told a few weeks ago I apparently had a calender coming out. Okay, not totally accurate that last sentence but close enough.
Chicago Tap Theatre has for the second consecutive year given me the honor of producing the imagery for their yearly calender. It’s a chance to get the calender you need, need, help support the arts, help support some really great dance, and hopefully get some imagery you’ll enjoy all year long.
You can get the calender through their Lulu store, or at their upcoming Tidings of Tap performances (at UIC Dec 12th, 13th and 14th) and while you’re their you can go see some excellent tap dancing. It’s family friendly and you may even show up the night Dr. Taps and I go on stage and do the shim sham at the end (she promised she would if I would, I don’t think she thought I would, enthusatically. That reminds me, I’ve got to learn how to do the shim sham).
So go get yourself a calender, and see a show, and say “Hi” while you’re at it.
I’m a proud American. I respect and honor the veterans of this nations armed forces for all their hard work and scarfices, now having said that….
I showed up to this Veteran’s Day Ceremony at a local high school, I’m a few minutes late, nothing big though. First problem. One of the honored vets is on the floor having an obvious medical issue. He was there for a while, till the paramedics arrived. Everyone seemed pretty concerned about this, except the other vets his age, who seemed pretty unconcerned. I’m guessing they’re used to seeing a man go down and get taken out by the paramedics, at some age this just becomes normal I’m guessing.
This vet really got my respect though when he was being wheeled out and waved goodbye to the cheering crowd. That’s the way to take center stage.
I stayed, photographed the event, then realized something. The vets looked as horribly bored and uninterested in the event as the teens did. Sneaking in comments to their friends, paying no never mind to whatever it was that was happening.
Now I wonder, did the vet who got taken out by the paramedics just fake it to avoid the ceremony? If so, I bow to the maestro.
This town does love Obama.