praise for
days of naze

days of naze 






five good ones:

i blame them

the longest mile

my affair with a greek woman

pleasure victim

a night on the town


my old intro: an introduction

christening i am naze


wish list

october 27, 2002


New in the {fray}: A Little Black Death by Lance Arthur.

Another excellent yarn from the proprietor of Glassdog. An encounter with black widow spiders.

Read it, and then tell your story in answer to the question: When have you been nearly scared to death? Here's my brief tale of being terrorized by ventriloquist puppets. +12:06 PM


october 26, 2002

11th wedding anniversary

Last year, on our 10th anniversary, Cathy and I stayed overnight at a hotel downtown. We were on the 10th floor and didn't feel the need to close the drapes for privacy. Things got a little amorous when we heard loud applause. Yikes! It sounded to be a crowd of about 20 somewhere close by. We covered up and then looked out to see who had spotted us. We never found out if we were the show that day or if it was something else.

We've done a lot of living over the last year. Headed downtown again this afternoon. Happy anniversary, baby. I love you. +2:28 PM


elizabeth 3, order 0

Elizabeth snuck a red crayon into her overalls -- which I discovered after it had gone through the laundry, ruining an entire load of colored clothes.

Elizabeth woke me up at 5 a.m. demanding a bottle -- a hot bottle. She wouldn't sleep and kept bawling every time I tried to leave her room. I brought her into my bed where she promptly crowded me into a tiny corner.

Elizabeth unrolled a sleeping bag, pulled it down the stairs and then loudly proclaimed, 17 times (yes, I counted), "I sleepy!", with no intention whatsoever of taking a nap. +2:20 PM


wellstone tragedy

A friend of mine met Paul Wellstone as an undergrad at Carleton College. Craig is politically on the opposite side of just about every position that Wellstone held, but you could hear the admiration and warmth that Craig held for his old professor. The more I learn about Wellstone, the more his death hurts. The tragedy is magnified exponentially by the loss of his wife and daughter, his staff and the pilots. Shortly after the story broke, I heard callers from far away as California on NPR breaking down in tears. This is a great loss for the voices of compassion and peace in the United States. +2:14 PM


october 25, 2002

scene: friday night family viewing of fellowship of the ring dvd

Jack (the flatterer): Dad, you remind me of Gandalf.
Me (half smile, really wanting to believe it's true): I take that as a high compliment.
Cathy: I always wanted to be like Legolas, but fear that I'm really Boromir, grabbin' for that Ring... You know, Gimli gets all the funniest lines in the book.
[Much nodding of heads and agreement]
Cathy: And Legolas would always be eatin' that lefkas...
Me: You mean, Legolas, the Jewish elf? +10:04 PM


october 21, 2002

and he's only 6 years old

David: Dad, I don't think I could live without a computer. If I had a choice between t.v. and computer, I'm not sure what I'd pick. But a computer you control. You can play video games on it and stuff. I think a computer is better.

Me: David, I couldn't agree with you more. +9:16 PM


october 19, 2002

yes, it hurts

Well, so much for guilt. But at least our opponents respect us:

"'You dream about getting a win in a place like this,' Walter said after the Sun Devils' 45-42 victory Saturday night."

Defense Coordinator Aliotti has always used his tactical genius and ability to develop players to forge defenses that overachieve. The "bend but not break" philosophy means that you don't care how many yards your opponent gets, you care how many points they score. And that has stood the Ducks well in his tenure, with Oregon amassing more wins over the last 7 years than any other PAC-10 team.

Today, the defensive secondary completely broke down under a blistering aerial attack. The Sun Devils didn't even pretend to run the ball. Ordinarily that would mean a field day for the defense. Not gonna run? How about double coverage on your best receivers? Well, I'm not sure what happened. Walter burned us time after time after time with long passes. It was an extremely harsh second half to listen to. When your offense scores 45 points and you still lose -- that means your defense sucks.

We didn't play like a top ten team today and I'm sure that will be reflected in the polls tomorrow. +7:52 PM


october 18, 2002

a registered trademark of naze dot net

Elizabeth (2 years old - pointing at cocktail olive in martini glass): I want dat.

Cathy: This olive has alcohol in it. I'll get you one from the jar.

The next day...

Elizabeth: I want alcoholive! +8:55 PM



"...we have this persistent cultural myth that behind every nasty personality is a delicate, damaged soul who is just lashing out from insecurity." +4:57 PM


october 16, 2002


"He's surrounded by people who are, for the most part, just like him, and his family--we are the outsiders. " +11:06 PM


october 14, 2002

6-0 = #6

Maybe it's the Scandinavian in me, but I almost feel guilty when my team wins so much. A punt returned for a touchdown, multiple passes picked off, a critical point after blocked, the longest field goal in Oregon history (59 yards -- baby!) and a team of quality guys that never quit. Another amazing win for Oregon. Six thousand fans traveled to L.A. to witness the victory over UCLA. The team never forgets to honor the loyalty of the fans -- the team rallies in the bleachers and Jason launches a game ball up to the sea of green.

In a doubly sad sidebar, F.S.U. again fails to beat Miami in the final seconds (wide left this time), ruining a perfect chance for us to rise further in the polls. Ah, c'est la vie. I really hate to root against a kicker, even when he's playing against us. It's almost too much to put on one young man. +12:18 AM


i am an old man

On Friday, I was reading a book to a group of 10 year olds. A character in the book owned a copy of Robinson Crusoe. I explained to the kids the basic plot of Robinson Crusoe and that the theme of being shipwrecked or isolated has been drawn on many times in story-telling since that book was written. Making a spontaneous connection, I remembered that Gilligan's Island used that idea. Not surprisingly (uh, the show premiered in 1964 -- the year I was born; about 28 years *before* these kids were born), only a couple of kids had ever heard of the t.v. show. +12:08 AM


october 11, 2002

post concert blues

I've just changed out of my concert clothes but I haven't yet shaken a blue mood that gripped me shortly after the final note. The concert had some brilliant moments and a few rough spots. Generally, audience members have a hard time identifying rough spots unless the piece is very familiar. Overall, I did o.k.

The highlight of the program for me was definitely the central panel of the New England Triptych (composed in 1956) by William Schuman, titled "When Jesus Wept". The bassoon and oboe intertwine in a duet of lamentation over a quiet death march rhythm from the percussion. Jennifer Bleth, the bassoonist, played with an especially rich and deep tone tonight. The strings arrive in a heavenly chorus -- quiet and sustained, but then rising and multiplying in hymnal layers. Those passages are transcendant -- as a string musician, those are moments I live for. For me, nothing can touch the beauty of that string choral sound.

Another highlight was being standpartner with my old friend, Kim Lorati. Kim was principal of the viola section in the Portland Youth Philharmonic on that fateful February in 1984 when we performed Shostakovich's Symphony No. 5. She totally gets the idea that music is supposed to be fun. When you've got her talent, modesty and sense of humor, you are a prize of a standpartner.

There are probably a few reasons I'm a little blue. The personnel manager *really* wants me to play the next 2 concerts. I *really* would like to play the next 2 concerts (and I like being wanted) but shifting all of the parental duties during the rehearsals and concerts has been pretty tough on Cathy. I've also got some other responsibilities that are intensifying over the next couple of months as well.

Maybe I should have dug a little further to find where the post concert gathering took place. It's hard for me to bring home all of the performance adrenaline and comradery to silence and solitude instead of hoisting a drink and decompressing after the show. Somehow it didn't work out. I also had a couple of friends that were going to come to the concert that didn't make it.

Tonight, getting ready for the perfromance, was the first time I was recognized solely from my web site. A violinist (a recent graduate of the Portland Youth Philharmonic and a current Portland State University music performance major) had found my site from a Google search on Portland Youth Philharmonic. We were in the warm-up room tonight when she turned to me and said, "Hey, you have that web site, don't you?" That was kind of cool.

The Columbia Symphony rotates concertmasters on a fairly regular basis and we've been lucky to get some really talented violinists. Tonight, Denise Huizenga led the charge. Denise, in addition to being a very talented musician, reminds me an awful lot of Roz from the t.v. show Frasier -- a strikingly handsome woman. She's also a member of Third Angle, a new music group in Portland that totally kicks ass.

O.k. Between writing this and a few sips of a vodka martini, I'm starting to feel a little better... +11:36 PM


october 9, 2002


In an attempt to improve my archives page, I've managed to shred it. I'll take two parts of the blame and pass the third part on to Blogger. Not sure when a fix is coming. Sorry, guys. Still lots of stuff to see while I fix it. [UPDATE: Hmm. O.k., I think it works now. If I were html literate, I'd know why my CSS wasn't working on the archive pages. Illiteracy has certain drawbacks...] +9:42 PM


here's mud in your eye

In the Nineties, Colorado beat Oregon in the Cotton Bowl (I was there) and at the Aloha Bowl -- with what turns out to be a dirty program. Coach New-Weasel (now with U of Washington): No one escapes the kharmic boomerang. See you at Autzen Stadium on November 18 for further spanking. +8:46 PM


october 8, 2002

Go, Earl

I was very proud to be a Portlander and proud to be represented by Congressman Earl Blumenauer today. I listened to him on NPR from the floor of the House articulate my position on a pre-emptive attack on Iraq. Currently, the speech he delivered today is not posted on his site, but his Iraq issues page covers many of the points he made: 1) pre-emptive attacks set a dangerous precedent in the international community, 2) an attack may decrease security by inciting greater terrorist activity, and 3) the fallout of a toppled regime may result in a seriously destabilized Middle East.

You see Earl walking or cycling around Portland. In fact, I saw him just a week ago walking down 39th Avenue (a busy street not far from my house). He served on the Portland City Council for a number of years. He walks the talk. You gotta respect that. +11:53 PM


october 7, 2002

pick your poison

I met some great people at JournalCon 2002 in San Francisco this weekend. I also did my 2nd ever public reading of one of my stories.

I gave the audience 4 choices and let them decide which one I would read:

  • High Drama
  • Parental Travails
  • Toilet Humor
  • Nudity

    Guess which won. Uh huh. That' pretty much how the hits on this site land as well. (This is probably a little late for those who were there, but I hope you enjoy access to the other choices as well.)

    San Francisco was amazing. I spent time with some absolutely fascinating people around and outside of the Con. I hope to do another multi-part piece on the trip sometime soon. +9:35 PM


    october 3, 2002

    "classical music sucks"

    That's what a 10 year old told me the other day. My not completely adequate reply, "You haven't heard enough classical music to know whether you like it or not."

    Joshua Finebert has many intriguing things to say on the subject, including, "Art is not about giving people what they want. It's about giving them something they don't know they want." Check out Classical Music: Why Bother?. +9:56 AM


    october 1, 2002

    busy, busy, busy

    This Friday, I'm headed down to San Francisco for my first time in 3 years. I'm really looking forward to meeting some online friends. I'll be at JournalCon on Saturday and also Sunday morning. And I won't read any of my stuff there unless you beg me. Well, maybe if you ask nice.

    The following Friday (October 11), I'll be playing a gig here in Portland in the viola section of the Columbia Symphony Orchestra. For many years, I played all season with this group, but now that life responsibilities have grown, I now sub, which has worked out really well. I shan't demur. We sound pretty damn good. Huw Edwards is easily one of the best conductors I've ever played for, and I've played for a few good ones.

    I'm also having some success teaching David (6) to read, but no success at getting him to try Suzuki violin lessons. He wigged out just before the lesson started. Jack cried twice this afternoon after successively losing 2 separate pieces of homework that are due tomorrow (both were found). This weekend, Elizabeth put her hand down her poopy diaper and then proudly showed me the results. One other major (way big) project is still underway, which I shall reveal come springtime.

    Phew! +10:44 PM





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