Bobcat Mystery Deepens
Unusual fearlessness displayed in the vicinity of Martensdale
Victimizes Bippy, a Shih Tzu
County Fair should not be affected
For tourists and residents alike, fair week in Warren County is always thrilling, a chance to celebrate the bounty of the central Iowa countryside, but this year an unexpected air of drama hangs over the annual festivities. The mystery of the bold, aggressive bobcat which has been haunting our area since spring, spreading concern among parents of young children and owners of small pets, remains unsolved.
Visitors unfamiliar with the story should know the facts about the bobcat, lest they fall prey to exaggerated rumors which could spoil their enjoyment of the fair. It is also important that Warren County locals, who may find themselves being asked about the bobcat, possess a clear understanding of the matter. Idle gossip on any topic is unhelpful, but particularly when it risks alarming our guests at this very special time of year.
The bobcat first appeared last March or April in and around …
3000 Miles From Home
Girl Finds Art and Friendship Without Rejecting Her Family
New York City Has a Museum of Ice Cream.
She was late. I knew where I was going for once. It was the classic indie theater on the corner of Houston and Mercer Streets. Off the F train for me. The D train for her. A 4-minute walk from the Museum of Ice Cream.
My friend Anna had been taking a 12-week-long ceramics class, during which she had been making beautiful pots of various sizes and dotted glazes and photographing them for the internet. I figured this was why she suggested we see this particular film. I entered the theater alone and started munching on my popcorn. I consider it bad form to munch once the movie begins.
Showing Up begins with opening credits. A xylophone-like score enters the theater from all directions as the camera scans watercolor sketches and a row of arm-sized clay figurines kicking up their heels and bending their fingers like claws. The sculptor seems to be in flow, furrowing her brow and cocking her head …
Built to Spill's Doug Martsch
13-Year Old Rock Critic Joins ’90s Guitar Legend on Tour Bus
Talks Songwriting, Daniel Johnston
Agree that Dinosaur Jr. Rocks
I first discovered Built to Spill about a year and a half ago, when I was flipping through a stack of records at a local store. I saw their record There's Nothing Wrong With Love, with its ominous cloud and off-white background, and flipped past it. The reason I remember this moment so clearly is because the store was playing “Only Love Can Break Your Heart,” a Neil Young song which I have fond memories of. Going home with an Elliott Smith record, I turned to the internet to figure out who this strange band was that reminded me of Neil Young. The first song I listened to from that album was “Big Dipper” and almost immediately after listening I decided it was my new favorite song. Then it was “Car,” then it was “Dystopian Dream Girl,” and then I just decided that the whole album was incredible.
Built to Spill was formed in 1992 in Boise, Idaho, an understated epicenter of music. In the last thirty …
