Brett Favre raps, just like me
By David Anderson
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January 21, 2010, 1:19 AM
Brett Favre raps, just like meBy David Anderson
Brett Favre is my hero. It’s perverse to admit, I know. It’s like saying you sought comfort from Delilah on the Lite FM
a
long day, you’re alone in the car, a light rain makes you grip the
wheel harder, and Richard Marx’s lyric “Oceans apart day after day and
I slowly go insane” drops tears from your eyes like the River Jordan
because Debra in Albuquerque misses Her Pookie—the father of her son,
Pookie Jr.—who is stationed overseas and missed his son’s first goal
in youth soccer, which was dedicated to Dad.
No, that’s not me.
January 12, 2010, 7:36 PM
Goodbye Pete Carroll, Hello L.A. Vikes?By David Anderson I have yet to join the fear mongers who hype that the Minnesota Vikings might soon become the L.A. Vikings (or rather City of Industry Vikings, the suburb where a proposed stadium could be built 20 miles from downtown pretty much in Phoenix, if you ask me).
January 3, 2010, 9:09 PM
A Twin Cities New Years and Holiday Cards from LABy David Anderson
I love it when the Twin Cities goes ice-cream headache cold, so when I heard bone-chilling temps were going to ring in 2010, I thought it best to cancel my outdoor LA New Year’s Eve plans, throw a log on the fire, and watch this crazy decade sink like the temperature.
December 21, 2009, 11:59 PM
The end of '09: Lutheran Church Exchange, Jolly Green Giant, USofAnderson Launch PartiesBy David Anderson
As the year hurdles toward the finish, I thought I’d look back on 2009,
on LA, Minnesota, and where this Anderson is headed. And although
I’ve been rather quiet on this blog over the last few months, the next
few blogs I think will deliver some Christmas morning surprises
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November 24, 2009, 1:52 PM
Minnesota Made: USofAnderson.comBy David Anderson
It has been just over a month since my last post, and it’s not because I’ve been sent up state for the max—although the same cannot be said for the Pulp Fiction Academy Award-winning Screenwriter, Roger Avary, who it is believed has taken to Tweeting about his incarceration for manslaughter.
No, it is because I’ve been scrambling to launch a new magnanimous web opus: USofAnderson.com
October 21, 2009, 3:28 PM
Angelina Jolie's Body Double, a MinnesotanBy David Anderson
L.A. Magazine featured the life of an actor-waiter in its August L.A. Archetype column, and now come November, another former Minnesotan appears in the very same column. Hmmm
October 12, 2009, 2:58 PM
USofAnderson and Har Mar Superstar in my hoodBy David Anderson I’m two weeks away from launching my web opus: USofAnderson.com—hence my recent hiatus from the blogging world. It’s a project that has consumed me like a room full of puppies, vicious puppies gnawing my ankles like KFC chicken wings, for nearly three years.
September 27, 2009, 10:05 PM
A week of strange celebrity: Miley Cyrus, Jason DeRusha, and Spricket24By David Anderson
I was in the TC this past weekend to attend the Upper Midwest Emmy Awards (the Redemption Party videos
I produced last year were nominated in a promotions category) and to
visit Dad who, God willing, will be starting his second round of chemo
at Abbott Northwestern Hospital this week (the peach-fuzzed monk is
upbeat and ready to go to battle).
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September 17, 2009, 8:56 PM
The RNC: A Year LaterBy David Anderson
It was just over a year ago that the RNC came to town and gave our
strippers good money, Sarah Palin infused Mall of America department
stores with a stimulus package, and I told the singer-songwriter Five
for Fighting—who played a few songs for Norm Coleman at one RNC
party—that I loved his music. (It is good dental office music...you
know the song, the one about life not being easy for Superman.)
September 1, 2009, 1:27 AM
LA Infernos and How Ted Kennedy Gave Me My BirthdayBy David Anderson
All weekend and into the early part of this week, a Vesuvian plume of
ash and smoke has risen from the Angeles National Forest from a wild
fire that continues to burn out of control in the mountains just
outside of LA.
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