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Sep 22, 2008

Teriyaki friends

There’s a lot I miss about living in Seattle, like the teriyaki chicken restaurants that seemed to be everywhere. I went to the Mall of America for lunch today because I was craving teriyaki chicken and knew of a place that served it there. What a disappointment. Chewy, fatty chicken, bland sauce…

Tom Eckblad in Narrowridge

Aug 29, 2008

Brit’s

It’s been a dickens of a week.

I called up the guys and asked them to meet me at Brit’s Pub for a pint and to watch Aston Villa get spanked by…

Tom Eckblad in Narrowridge

Jun 4, 2008

Training

Yesterday I spent the day in the cocoon of a video shoot. The outside world fades as all our attention is focused on getting the shots on the script before the talent has to leave. We had no crew to speak of, just my boss and me. Another training video.

Annie trained Silvi to use the toilet with M&M bribes. It…

Tom Eckblad in Narrowridge

Mar 9, 2008

Church, two books and some video projects

This morning we had breakfast at Patrick’s Bakery, a cafe that is located inside of a greenhouse and serves terrific French pastries. I tried to take some pictures of Silvi against some of the colorful flowers, but she has become camera shy lately. I think…

Tom Eckblad in Narrowridge

Dec 16, 2007

The weekend

I had wanted to leave work early on Wednesday for a few hours with the family before boarding a plane for Peoria, but I had a late meeting with a client in the edit suite. The flight down was quick, the ride in the cold, clear night aboard a twin propeller puddle jumper smooth. I sat alone, my traveling…

Tom Eckblad in Narrowridge

Dec 7, 2007

What do I want to do when I grow up?

These last two days in bed allowed me the time to nearly finish the book With Their Backs to…

Tom Eckblad in Narrowridge

Dec 6, 2007

Seige: Day 2

Have you ever tried to turn a Styrofoam cup inside out?

I can now relate with the cup.

I don’t know if I qualify for the medical term “flu” but whatever was in my stomach yesterday is now free, making a new home somewhere in the Minneapolis Waste Disposal System.

As Sgt. Miller said to Private Ryan…

Tom Eckblad in Narrowridge

Dec 3, 2007

Happiness is…

I wrote in my journal yesterday that I have achieved none of the goals I set out for myself when I was younger, but that I am happier than I’ve ever been. (And yes, I have a journal apart from my on-line musings. Sorry if you feel like I’m cheating on you.)

Why does life have to be so danged…

Tom Eckblad in Narrowridge

Nov 21, 2007

Four hundred little bits of me

I just realized that my last post makes it an even 400 entries on this blog-o-mine. A few years ago I wrote about why I called my blog Narrow Ridge (taken from a quote by one of my favorite philosophers, Martin Buber). I think nows a good time to repost those thoughts for…

Tom Eckblad in Narrowridge

Nov 2, 2007

Noises

We live in an apartment. An older one, but we love the neighborhood. It’s the kind of place where your daughter can leave her coat at the playground and it’s still there the next day. Not that my daughter will ever do that.

It took me a while to get used to all the noises in our place. The ticks of the water…