Yeah, her accent was bad, but then again, EVERY attempted accent in the entire collected works of Fargo has always been bad. People from Minnesota don't talk like Dorothy or Indira or Wayne. Not even the ones from way up north, like near Duluth. Nobody from North Dakota talks like whatever Roy was doing. I know it's funny, but it's never been accurate. I've taken up the view that it's like that explanation for how Will Ferrell played Janet Reno on SNL -- sure, it sounded nothing like her, but it did sound like what she looks like.

Of all the musical forces that defined the ‘80s I had the most unusual interactions with Prince Rogers Nelson, that bold singer-songwriter-producer from Minneapolis, Minnesota. He would be in and out my life quite a bit in “the Me decade,” I’d have no interaction with him for years after, and then he’d become my unlikely benefactor in the 21st century. My first serious introduction to his music occurred at a house party hosted by friends from St.

What is this map! What is happening here! WHERE IS UKRAINE? Jezebel has a pretty good group of questions about this map, but I have my own. Okay first for those of you who don’t know, this is from the Netflix Christmas movie A Christmas Prince: The Royal Baby, starring Rose McIver (who is lovely). It’s the third in the Christmas Prince series, which began with Rose McIver playing a journalist who falls in love with the prince she’s tasked to cover for some gossip site.

I recently sat down to speak with Nadia Ahissou, who is opening Nadia’s French Bakery in the former site of a Jimmy John’s at 2705 Grand in Des Moines. The conversation was conducted sometimes in French (her first language and one I can manage in) and other times English (which she speaks better than I speak French). What follows is, in parts, a transla… ncG1vNJzZmivmaO2rrvRmqWvoZyhsm%2B%2F1JuqrZmToHuku8xop2imlazAbrvNZqWanJmWwG6y0Z6lnKBdl66ssdGymqilmaO0

This poem was written for my brother’s daughter Simone. My brother Todd passed away on December 4, 1994, but for some reason he was on my mind tonight. I just came inside and still have my coat on. One of those tired restless nights but all will be well. The dead know nothing of time, they revisit when they wish. ncG1vNJzZmiokanBqr%2FMoquhZqOqr7TAwJyiZ5ufonyxe82inqGsXaW8prk%3D