We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
My stage-and-screen pupette drove out to Cleveland last week to work in her second major motion pic this year, part of which is being filmed there. She has to be ready, on the set at 5:42 each morning. Why not 5:45? Don't ask me. She says she's staying in a really nice place near the Cleveland Clinic.
I emailed her this old vid which I still find amusing, and she emailed back that "It's actually quite nice here."
I moved here to Shaker Heights last month and am house sitting for a year across the street from the high school and middle school. Took a walk one night early on to find out why the lights were on at the high school (summer gap) and found a Hollywood film crew shooting a movie. All the girls standing by the roach coach at 2300 were wearing prom type dresses so it must have been some slasher type movie. The gym was filled with many others going over their lines.
2 films at nearly the same time shot in Cleveland?! That's a boom to the economy. What blew my mind was that the roachcoach was from Hollywood. They follow the film crew on tour and provide some pretty amazing food.
Had to spend some time in Cleveland once, at a Board Meeting. Got a chance to see the Art museum, which is wonderful, and has the great Saul Bellow painting 'Stag at Sharkey's' which is overwhelming... the best sports painting I've ever enjoyed.
That night we went to the symphony, and I had a chance to hear Yo-Yo Ma in person. Gorgeous. So my impressions of Cleveland were all good.
Native here, and love it still: Low cost of living, great cultural institutions, heartbreaking baseball team (with a long suffering owner-chief fan). Sadly, both the city and the state have had a fascination with high taxes for far too long. Kasich may be helping the state, but who will lead the city back to prosperity?
Choosing odd start times accomplishes two things: it sticks in the mind, so it is no0t easily forgotten; it communicates the idea that the people running this show have it timed down to the minute, and expect every minute to be treated with respect.
Assistant VIllage Idiot
Wonder if Michener and I went to the same orthodontist?
Bastard wired me up, uppers and lowers the same day. I went to a production of Mame at Playhouse Square later that evening with my parents.
Bought some Dots at intermission and I almost killed myself because of the pain from the new braces.
But Browndog, I'll bet your choppers are ruler-straight, and Pepsodent white now! [Unless you chaw, of course]. Bob Hope was a Clevelander, and he was the Pepsodent guy.
Cleveland is truly the best kept secret in the United States of America. The weather is better than Northern California six months out of the year. The city has no north or south, it's east/west all the way, bordering the southern shore of beautiful Lake Erie [lookat a map], with its endless supply of tasty lake perch, its sandy beaches, and its vacation/party venues.
The summers are deliciously sensual, with warm nights, and frequent thunderstorms with crashing lightning and thunder, followed by cooling breezes. The days are alive with life; katydids, lightning bugs [fireflies], praying mantises, 17-year locusts, and fat squirrels feasting on the buckeyes and acorns that grow everywhere.
In addition to beautiful, sensuous Lake Erie, Cleveland is ringed by its "Emerald Necklace," a meandering park crisscrossing the Rocky River, with innumerable picknic areas, ball parks, soccer fields, and hiking trails. You can drive for fifty miles and more past green fields and over river crossings. As kids we used to climb down and explore "the Valley" [as everyone called it] searching the river for snapping turtles and snakes, which were akways found in abundance.
The only dreary times [like all of the northeast] were in February and March, when winter got really old. But Spring was just around the corner, and by May/June Summer excitement was in the air. There is nothing better than a Cleveland Summer. Nothing!
And Autumn is fantastically beautiful, with warm days and crisp, cool nights. The fields are fallow, hunting is discussed everywhere, and high school and college football is the subject of endless speculation and conversation by folks ho believe they know it all. :>)
People make fun of Cleveland, but they don't know what they're talking about. Having lived in the late, foormerly great state of California for the past 40 years, I truly savor my trips back to the wonderful Cleveland area where I grew up.
California has already self-destructed, and like all cities, Cleveland has its share of political problems. But for a healthy, wonderful, interesting environment, Cleveland has it all over predictable, depressing, politically correct, rapidly declining California. And if I can talk Mrs. Smokey into moving, we're outta the lost world of NorCal. I keep telling her that our $800,000 house would buy a mansion right on the Lake.
Cleveland is very inexpensive; it is vibrant, beautiful, and never pretentious. I crave abandoning self-absorbed California, and returning to America's real heartland — Cleveland, on beautiful Lake Erie, where you can buy a big house within walking distance of the lake for $200,000.
Sooner or later I will, and California can keep its cops and firefighters with their $200K+ annual salaries, along with its insane do-gooders, who believe it's their religious duty to ban plastic shopping bags, and 'protect' snail darter minnows and owls, at the expense of the state's economy and jobs. I'll take down-to-earth Clevelanders any time.
Don't tell anyone about this — we don't want Californicators to flood into Cleveland and screw up "the best location in the nation," as Clevelanders say. It's our own personal secret, and we want to keep it that way!
But real, down to earth, honest folks are always welcome. You will not regret your move — guaranteed – or double your money back! :- )