At 5:46 p.m., a caller told police she believed her bed was taken and replaced with a different bed.
At 1:29 p.m., an anonymous caller reported that a vehicle let out five turkeys onto Centre Street.
Having serious trouble logging into my Twitter account on the main home computer. I think this may be a sign from benevolent deities.
After this week, I think there is an obvious change. The batter should be allowed to run out and smack the pitcher as quickly in the head as he can, and then advance to first.
Anybody museum got any program schedules from Circus Maximus around?
The album features another of his classic frank-and-practical titles: Love, Loss, and Auto-Tune (Joyful Noise). Only gotten through all the way once, but I have this to say already —
Remember that album Hard Again by Muddy Waters? Far as I’m concerned this is Swamp Again by a 75-year-old and if anything a more urgent and inspired re-creation of the wildman you love to love. Outrageous (and moving) kickoff: utter electrofunk reading of “Answer Me, My Love.”
I’d buy it for the sardonic-surreal liner notes.
And the photo of Dogg that shows he’s not flourishing because he’s in killer shape.
Inside:
Believe it or not
This is “Moose” for
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I see that my “Vampires: Cuties of Monsters?” post remains quite popular. So here’s a riff from the social-irresponsible era of comix that I will explain after the brilliantly realized cover image by William Stout:
(Yow, is that 1975 enough or what?) Anyway, the character I want to celebrate as one of my favorite satiric name-riffs ever is “Nostrilachoo — the Cocaine Vampire.” He doesn’t appear until Issue #3 and comes back for a duller recycle in #4. But still …
Baffling Slogan of the Year (so far):
BRICKHOUSE MOVERS — “You Won’t Believe What We Do.”
Then why on earth would I ever hire you?
Lesson Taught by Age: Although I’d seen it several times before, today I understood with a new profundity why a specialty medical-shoe store would be right next to a large retirement complex.
I have one I got in Las Vegas many years ago:
Trot it into a window for Halloween. But the boneface-rocker is a remarkably durable image:
And finally, one of the most famous …
(You may now add one with Xs over its eyes.)
Miles To Go 