Tag: fun

I sent Boise tea reports to a tea-drinking friend. The previous day at the bacon restaurant, I received a paper cup with water and one tea bag, while the coffee drinkers had ceramic mugs and unlimited refills. Tea discrimination!

At this family style restaurant I got a ceramic mug, a hot water pitcher (that they refilled) and THREE tea bags. Tea appreciation!

Because of the way the calendar fell this year, I was in Boise the last day of October and the first weekend of November, which meant different things were available than when I visit around the 20th of October.

We stopped by the Eagle Holiday Bazaar, a staple of my childhood. It had all sorts of things, none of which I brought home. It was fun to see the creators creating in between helping customers at their booths.

What I discovered is that at Eagle High School, seniors each get their own parking spot. This was not a thing when I was in high school. We just grabbed whatever space was available.

And what’s more, their spaces are decorated. I thought perhaps by the students, but my tea-drinking friend said it might be the parents. Apparently someone wanted to call out Deuteronomy 4:29 (“But if from there you seek the Lord your God, you will find him if you seek him with all your heart and with all your soul,” according to the first Google search result).

Someone is into the lord. Either the student or the parent.

This post brought to you by Sara’s game of “Send Me the Most Idaho Picture” while I was visiting in Boise.

I didn’t send her a picture of the Don’t Tread on Me license plate I saw in the wild because I was driving at the time, but I did tell her about it. Then I looked up when that plate had gone into production. Answer: relatively recently.

That sent me down a path of looking at ALL the Idaho plates available, which are many, some of which are pictured here.

I’m from the era when there was one plate: the white and green Famous Potatoes plate. In 1990, we could get the centennial plate, which is what most of the above plate are based on. And that was what you got. I don’t mind that people can pick their plates, and that organizations get a cut, but I do miss the uniformity.

Most interesting discovery: There is a Pearl Harbor Survivor plate available in Idaho. I’m guessing the number of people who have that plate is in the single digits, if not zero. There are only 12 survivors left nationwide.

The Guardian has a new game called Film Reveal in their Guardian App. You get three actors and three categories and then must guess a movie that fits the nexus of the two. The less common your guess, the higher your score.

Here’s a finished one:

It’s very interesting to see what category is hard. Sometimes it will be an actor I can’t picture in any movie, much less in a specific category. Sometimes, I will get stuck on just one film the person is in, and can’t for the life of me think of another.

I’ve also learned that it’s best to look at the different categories before committing a movie to a specific one. I might be able to think of several two-word titles, but only one film between 1990 and 2000. If I’ve committee that one film to the two-word titles, I gnash my teeth.

This was a particularly good score that I got at the very end of the puzzle day.

I kicked of my vacation with a trip to Portland Playhouse to see their latest production.

It’s 1940s gentrifying Detroit, and will the Paradise Club survive? Netta McKenzie, Mikell Sapp, Lester Purry, and Cycerli Ash put us through the paces of this engaging show. It required a few of the actors to act like they were playing instruments in parts, and they did a good job with that tricky task.

I also enjoyed the set design. There’s a hidden room that appears later on.

While there was not as much tap dancing as I would have liked in Anything Goes, this was a very fun musical! It had a great Art Deco set and costumes (rented from the Utah Festival Opera and Musical Theater, so you might get to see them too), memorable songs, and fun shenanigans.

It was a lovely afternoon at the theater.

Badass Cross Stitch lives in Chicago, where she grabbed this picture.