The Last Meow
When I drove across country to California in search of a new place to live, I assumed it would be a town with a healthy gay scene; from what I’d heard about the Golden State, the only people who didn’t frequent gay bars were nuns.
When I drove across country to California in search of a new place to live, I assumed it would be a town with a healthy gay scene; from what I’d heard about the Golden State, the only people who didn’t frequent gay bars were nuns.
Once upon a time, Australia was the mystical capital of the cinematic world. Films like Nicolas Roeg’s Walkabout, Peter Weir’s Picnic at Hanging Rock, and even Philip Kaufman’s pastiche-y blockbuster The Right Stuff featured the didgeridoo-haunted outback for woo-woo moments.
“Baby, I love you, but I’m 20 years your elder.” “That don’t matter. That don’t mat-“
At 5 a.m. the next morning I was standing in my kitchen, a towel on my head, wondering vaguely how a teenage girl had materialized in my house before sunrise, and trying to remember whether teenagers drank coffee, or whether I should offer her tea instead. By the time Angie and I got behind the wheel of my car, the caffeine had begun to kick in, and we headed over to the Unitarian Society of Santa Barbara to meet up with the rest of the team: the five other 8th-grade members of the Coming of Age program, and my co-leader, Kir.
Next Monday, June 4, Domestic Violence Solutions for S.B. County will begin a new series of training classes on the issue of domestic violence. The training meets the requirements for state certification for people who wish to work directly with victims or perpetrators of domestic violence, and aims to inform participants about domestic violence; challenge myths, beliefs, and attitudes that perpetrate domestic violence; and call participants to action.
The Santa Barbara Trust for Historic Preservation is unveiling Forged in Iron: The Expressive Art of the Roof Cross Tradition in Chiapas, Mexico at Casa de la Guerra through November 11. The exhibit is based on a book by guest curator Virginia Ann Guess, and features more than 20 crosses from the past 100 years.
At their best, great adventure films can set up sequels that trim the fat from the original film, beef up the finer elements, and deliver an improved version with the same themes. The first Pirates of the Caribbean did just that. It was a pleasant surprise, an unexpectedly good-natured swashbuckler with choice supernatural elements, and a fantastically unhinged performance by Johnny Depp.
Before the members of The Snake, The Cross, The Crown arrived in Santa Barbara, they hadn’t ventured much outside their native Alabama. Yet they had experienced enough of the outside world to know the south wasn’t really the place for them. Sharing a passion for music and adventure, the four childhood friends decided to venture west, and while they didn’t have much of a plan, they did have a destination.
They’re called the ‘Sters, which is more than an abbreviated nickname for the Santa Barbara Foresters. It is a homonym for the way they play: They stir up things on the baseball diamond.
You Go, Girls: Girls Inc. holds an open house. 4:30-5:30pm. 4973 Hollister Avenue. Call 963-4757.