Jazzmoose

I think it's "50 is the new 30," to which I can really relate as I approach 50 with the fervent hope that I can finally get my act together. I hear that; I'm so out of it, I'm convinced that 47 is the new 15...

Same here, although I did have to run a "restore" to fix a problem with my email program. Heck, I'll trade Yahoo for Organissimo anyways...

The following Johnny Cochran one isn't bad either!

Cool. But is this game just like life, you keep going as long as you can, but eventually you bite it no matter what?

Well, I finally watched a movie last night that I've been putting off watching for most of my life: Gone with the Wind. I've been putting it off because I knew the "historical interpretation" of the movie was guaranteed to send my blood pressure into the stratosphere, and wanted to do my best to see it as a "fantasy melodrama" rather than a pathetically twisted historical drama. With my brain fully tuned to this viewpoint, I watched the DVD and gave it my best shot. With that approach, I must admit the movie isn't bad. However, the ending is so clumsily handled that for the life of me I can't understand why it has the reputation it has. I mean they completely blew it! If they had ended it with Brett uttering his famous last words, then panning away from Scarlett as she collapsed internally, this would have been a great, satisfying movie. However, they had to add more afterwards that added absolutely zilch to the movie and ruined the great ending they had in their hands. Pathetic.

How about those weird noises Lionel Hampton makes; are those already taken by another board?

I was pulled in by the Anita O'Day set. There was my favorite period of her work, all in one package, and it was more than I could do to resist. So I guess it was the completeness and ease of acquisition for me. Then I fell in with this crowd of deviants and got hooked...

Now that makes sense. If the artist doesn't mind then of course it's okay. But it should be incumbent on the offerer to make sure the artist doesn't mind, not just to be willing to stop if the artist finds out and says something... That said, how long can I resist this stuff....

Where do we get our FREE CAT SHATNER Tshirts?

In general, I don't go to summer movies, so I'd have to say none...

Thanks for that, Al. It's been a rough week; I needed some positive vibes!

Nice of the convict to help cover for her with the hubby, though.

You won't really live longer, it'll just seem that way...

Wow. Smoke bombs get you time in Club Fed now? All I'll say is I'm thankful they weren't that strict when I was in the sixth grade...

I think the lavender blush was perfect. What was that site, anyway?

Only half the time?

Let's call it shut the fuck up and take it to the political forum...

Same here, but looking at my budget, I'm afraid it's not in the cards...

I've started taking a multi once a day, and I've been thinking about the fish oil thing myself, but in my case it would definitely be an "instead" thing; I'm just not a fish eater...

Wow...it's sure as shit a good thing I didn't give up all three!

Holy shit...I haven't seen Frank Miller since around '82, so this photo was a bit of a shock. Of course, I haven't aged a bit since then...

If you were Che, aw, never mind...

A silly response, but in my case I ignore "the rest of 20th century classical music" because the last thing my budget needs right now is to discover more music to love!

Couldn't agree more. I have mixed feelings on this. Who decides what is racist or discriminating? (Well, obviously Jim and Use, but you know what I mean.) I understand the feelings, but I also fear the results...

Perhaps he was treated badly; I certainly wasn't very friendly to him. But when someone pisses in my cornflakes, I don't feel that compelled to offer them a cup of coffee.