It's been an exciting week for the arts & sciences. Tonight is the opening gala for "Tonya & Nancy: The Rock Opera." Triangle Productions' 20-song epic covers the lives and loves of our favorite good girl/bad girl skaters from 1994. One more sign that our tabloid culture has infiltrated the high arts and Satan will soon be ruling over us all. The Oregonian has a preview and you can hear the song "Estacada" which contains the awesome line: When I met her, my ex, thought my sucking Gillooly luck had changed, for the best...
"Tonya & Nancy," at The World Trade Center Auditorium, 121 SW Salmon St., Portland; skating through 'til March 8. Tix.
Last night we had a conveniently timed lunar eclipse, quite visible above the tree-line on our street. At 7 p.m., we headed out and watched what happens when the Earth, sun and moon all line up alongside each other: coppery, shadowy moon. Or "Au Gratin" as Jackson called it, referring to the paint color we used in his room.
The moon over the Fremont Bridge in Portland.
The moon near Coit Tower in San Francisco.
Photo sources: The Oregonian, SFGate