Who went to the Beyonce and Jay Z concert at Great American Ballpark Saturday night? Let’s see a show of hands. I think my daughter and her husband went.
I don’t know a lot about Jay Z, but Beyonce is quite good. Even an old fart like me knows that. I bet she put on a hell of a show. I wonder if Justin Bieber was part of it?
I’m pretty sure this didn’t happen in Cincinnati, but at a recent concert in another city, on one of those big screens they have at concerts now, she put up a mugshot of Justin Bieber while saying, “Even the greatest can fail.”
I don’t think Bieber is the greatest of anything. In fact he’s probably more of an idiot than great, but is it really necessary to put up a mugshot of him at a concert? Why can’t concerts just be about the music?
I’m going to stop now before I start saying, “Back in the good old days.” Oh, wait. I just said it.
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Mark Twain once said, “If the world comes to an end, I want to be in Cincinnati. Everything comes there ten years later.”
While it’s not the end of the world (yet), you can find breakfast burritos even in Cincinnati. Really, Mr. Twain, you can.
To continue reading “Even Cincinnati, Ohio has Breakfast Burritos,” click here.
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My daughter and her husband and my son and his girlfriend are currently in New York City having a taste of The Big Apple. I’m having a taste of Clifton–back in Cincinnati and house sitting at my son’s place and doing some cat sitting too. I’ll be doing this through Monday evening.
Actually, I’m revisiting my old neighborhood–Clifton’s Gaslight District. My son and I lived there for five years, and he still does–has a very nice house. I always liked living there, but a person always knows when it’s time to move on. Back in the early 2000’s the “Living Out Loud” column in CityBeat was at its height, and I couldn’t even walk to Keller’s IGA without being stopped. CityBeat has always had a lot of readers in the Gaslight District and I kind of felt like my privacy was gone.
I’ve heard it said that a person can’t go back, but please undersxtand I’m not really back. I’m just visiting and enjoying the area, knowing that Covington, Kentucky–now my home–is right across the river.
Not everyone knows my name in Covington, but that wasn’t the case when I lived in Clifton. I wrote about this in CityBeat on September 6, 2006.
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We heard Maisonette, located at 114 E. 6th Street in Downtown Cincinnati, was hurting for business. This was surprising. Maisonette was North America’s most highly rated restaurant. In fact it had the longest running streak of five-star awards—awards presented by the Mobil Travel Guide. We’re talking forty-one years of five stars.
To read more about my Maisonette experience, click here.
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A version of this post first appeared on Facebook—January 29th, 2014.
Re: “Mr. Hop.” A children’s television show that ran on WLWT in Cincinnati, Ohio from 1961 through 1967.
Is Mr. Hop. . .
- A fuzzy little rabbit?
- A cute looking bunny?
- The weirdest, craziest, scariest looking man you’ve ever seen dressed in a horrifying bunny suit—an image that gave you nightmares when you were a child and one that stays with you even to this day and probably will until the day you die and the main reason why you’re so screwed up as an adult?
Perhaps there is no wrong answer, but in my view, there can be only one.
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I have a reader here who, every so often, will complain that I don’t write enough about sports. You know who you are. There’s a very good reason for that. Why don’t I write about sports? Because I don’t know much about sports and this isn’t a damn sports blog. So there.
Having said that, this post is sort of going to be about the Cincinnati Bengals who are having a great football season (at least I know that much). There’s this playoff game on Sunday where they will beat the San Diego Chargers. Look at how positive I’m being, but even if I decided to be all negative about it and predict a loss, it’s still going to be a win for the Greater Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky area.
This game on Sunday could generate $14M for this area. Really. Click here to read about it.
Some of that money could spread over here to Covington, Kentucky where I live. I’ll take note on Sunday and see if that Walgreens on Madison Avenue is busier than normal or if Covington Chili is packed with customers. I’m only half kidding about this. I mean the whole area is going to be jammed with people.
We’re in the money. Sorry my friend who wants me to write more about sports. This is really more about the dough.
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Do you ever wonder why certain thoughts enter your mind when you’re drinking your coffee in the morning and trying to wake up? I don’t usually. I’m just trying to get my scattered head together before starting my day.
But this morning, I woke up thinking about pigeons and they’re staying on my mind longer than they should. I mean, who wants pigeons on their mind? Maybe I’m drinking my coffee too slow.
Living here now in Covington for over two years, I see pigeons sometimes but not all that often. I see more stray cats than pigeons. Maybe those cats are eating the birds. No. Doubtful.
There are a lot more pigeons in Downtown Cincinnati than Downtown Covington. I wrote about those damn pigeons in CityBeat back in March of 2011.
Pigeon thoughts: Yes, I need to drink my coffee faster.
I’ll be back onWednesday.
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