WHEN MY oldest brother Paul
came home from college for the
first time he slipped into the front seat
of the family car, and neither Steven
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or I said a word. The thought of not
fighting over front seat privileges
was, for the longest time, completely
foreign to us, but Paul was wearing a
suit jacket and nice slacks. There was
no denying it - he was a man now -
and we weren't going to argue with
And so the little kids, Steven and I,
sat in the back seat ogling the new
adult with our other brother Robert, a
junior in high school who still wore old
cords and a sweat shirt.
Dad, who had left work early to
greet his son, asked Paul so many
questions about school that it was im-
possible for Steven and I to fully greet
the well attired man-brother in the
front seat. After 10 minutes of trying
to get Paul's attention I screamed
My exuberant Dad just kept blab-
bing away as if my voice was road
"Paul willya listen to me already,"-
I half shouted half whined. As Paul
turned around to face me I was so
hyped up that I forgot how to phrase
my question which came out as "Do
you have girls?"
"Shut up back there," my father
barked, "or you won't be included
next time." I was obviously a threat to
his near complete domination of con-
versation with the college student.
Robert was insulted that he was in-
cluded in my father's order to "shut
up back there" and felt that he was
unnecessarily associated with the
"toddlers" sitting next to him. He
soon decided that a complete physical
separation from the little kids was
both necessary and attainable - thus
the creation of a child-free zone for
himself which included slightly more
than half of the back seat.
I made a few incursions into child-
free territory by placing the tips of my
fingers and eventually my whole hand
over Robert's dividing line. My first
few attempts at ending apartheid
went unnoticed, but when I brazenly
moved my leg into occupied territory
Robert crushed the rebellion with a
powerful blow to my upper thigh.
About half way home my Dad said,
beaming, "Well, Paul, where would
you like to eat tonight? Pick any place
you want. You just name it."
While Paul leisurely contemplated
his decision on the evenings dinner
See page 12
Catch of the day
Weekend columnist Mike Fisch snags a
heavy haul. See above.
Round tables, square meals, and a friendly
atmosphere make a straightforward, no-
nonsense breakfast place. Inexpensive to boot.
See page 3.
With a single due for release in early Novem-
ber, an October 25th U-Club show, and interest
expressed from a major label, It's Raining is
back stronger than ever. Staff writer Hobey
Echlin spoke with leader Matt Smith about the
band's reforming, music in general, and being a
musician in Michigan. See page 4.
Sure Agnes of God stars three of the best ac-
tresses of our time, but does their work in the
movie really merit canonization? Do us lay
people really get a work of wonder? Read about
the things heresy is made of. See page 5.
Step for a moment outside your tunnel-vision
world, and ponder our brothers of a sort. Daily
chief photographer Dan Habib takes a look at
life beyond the fence. See page 6.
This regular feature of Weekend magazine
proves there's more to Ann Arbor nightlife
than walking around smashing bottles. And
let's not forget afternoon and morninglife. En-
tertainments is your guide to what's playing in
campus and first-run films, concerts of all kin-
ds, theatre, and dance. And for the day when
nothing quite looks good, check out the "Fur-
thermore" listings. See page 6.
Food for thought
Hunger abatement, like many primal con-
cerns, is a priority occupation of collegiate life.
While food as sophisticated entertainment is,
often subverted by budgetary considerations,
it is essential to keep abreast of the diversity of
eats - to be prepared for any sudden or
calcualted mood shift - and fill the tank ac-
cordingly. See page 11.
Cover and page two photos by Dan Habib
before you go accusing this of being the barn-
M00. MEOW. RUFF-RUFF. Hold your horses
yard edition of Weekend magazine. As if the in-
tellectual animals that graze this University's
offerings weren't too preoccupied with chewing their
social and scholarly cud to enjoy anything beyond the fen-
This issue is beyond the fence.
Wandering is kind of fun sometimes. If Weekend is
going to be branded anything let it be branded "wan-
dering." Maybe it should be called Wandering magazine.
A magazine that seeks verdant pastures. Where the
deer and the antelope play, for God's sake.
There is, however, one irritating fly-on-the-back sort of
problem. Here you have a magazine that is willing to
stray across torrential superhighways of arts, entertain-
ments, and ideas and not a single person has so much as a
Yee-hah to write in response. Slaughter our stories.
Praise their fat hinds. Whatever.
Mail a piece of your mind to:
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