The music industry has been dying. So what? People will still make music. And what we’ve been spoon-fed by commercial radio and the celebrity hype machine won’t be missed.
There is an inverted relationship between the number of units a band sells and how much I enjoy them. It is more the rule than the exception. I don’t say this as an elitist music snob, but as someone who truly loves seeing a band up close instead of a Jumbotron.
Someone has given me a subscription to Esquire magazine.
Thanks, whoever you are!
Minka Kelly is the Sexiest Woman Alive, according to the cover of the November issue. Before my copy arrived in the mailbox, I did not know this. I didn’t even know who Minka Kelly was until Esquire connected the dots for me.
One of the wonderful things about cocktails is that the recipes are often for one. Here’s what I’m drinking on this beautiful October evening.
Just Like Honey, Adapted from Dominica’s cocktail menu
2 oz. Four Roses or other small-batch bourbon
1 oz. Barenjager
The police let Tomas stew in the detention cell for a couple of hours. In the meantime, they called in the only Spanish-speaking member of the police force to interrogate the suspect. The patrolman’s name was Montoya; he worked the night shift on the other side of town. Montoya tried to establish a rapport with Tomas by bringing in a cup of coffee, but the Voice kept telling Tomas to keep his mouth shut.
A coworker of mine shared this interesting–and brief–video on Education in a different context. (And the animation was a good match for my meth-y attention span.)
…
I ran out of patience
took over
decided who to cut
from the team
everyone swayed
to my arbitrary whims
“Them is Chicago hawks! OK? Them the Blackhawks!”
Peregrine falcons nesting on the (grand old, shuttered, sleeping) Uptown Theatre, plus commentary.
When I open the door to the front porch in the morning, I’m usually greeted by all three varmints: the dog (see every other post by yours truly) and his two best buds, Scrappy Pappy and Da Rat Jr. The mutt nut and his feline…
When my ex-girlfriend and I used to cook together, we’d joke that we were doing Indo-Cajun—her parents are from Tamil Nadu, the southernmost state in India, and I am from Opelousas, a small town on the northern edge of Cajun country in South Louisiana. Our…
The police approached him slowly, and conducted a quick pat-down search. A metal detector revealed that he had a .25 caliber, semiautomatic pistol tucked into his waistband. It was one of those little guns that makes a hell of a bang. The bullets don’t have much stopping power, but up close, it’s a mean weapon. It’s small and easy to handle.
A terrible wailing reverberated across Our Beloved League in Week 5 as the Gridiron Goddess wept and screamed for a sacrifice, sending shivers of horror through the seven teams jockeying for dominance at 3-1. And, although each of us knew that the awful Reaping must eventually begin, no one wanted to be one of the several goats that it took to finally satisfy her.
League Report – Week 4 Recent estimates put the cost of dementia within the developed world at $604 billion for this year, and after last week, many observers have come to believe that the poor coaching and team management on display in Our Beloved League…