JSngry

Life is a car. It either runs or it doesn't, and if you're stuck in the desert, you need a mechanic once you make sure your head's not up your ass. And that's that!

I've upgraded my Flash player and the sample still won't play. What's up with that?

Grasping that you're in the presence of an ongoing con-game is Reality 101, and not just at a carnival.

No Time For Sergeants!

Kovacs is not for everybody. As for Ferguson, the Kovacs "cult" has been in place for quite a while. Ferguson would have had ample opportunity to see archival footage somewhere, somehow. I don't see any influence myself, though. But then again, I don't find Craig Ferguson funny at all. Comedy is one of the most subjective things there is. Perhaps the most!

Life is complicated and contradictory enough while it's happening. Lots of moving parts and auxiliary subsystems all going on simultaneously. What makes us think that those complications and contradictions can finally be "solved" once all the parts stop moving? Sure, we can get "facts", but "facts" are always there to be had if you look hard enough. But "facts" are just a part of "truth", and perhaps the least determinant part at that. After the facts, conclusions are drawn, and that's where we believe what we want to believe about what it is we think we've found. It is to laugh!

Old Ned Uncle Jed Tampa Red

Seems like I recall this series airing a collaboration between the WSQ & Max Roach, as well as a live set by Billy Harper's group.

Chris Kraft Christopher Cross Kris Kross

Right Hand Man Clean Up Woman Runaway Child

Jack Lemmon tended to get on my nerves.

Junior Samples Junior Seau Junior Sisk

Mayhem Flo Erin Esurance

Inspector Gadget Maxwell Smart Tennessee Tuxedo

Clarence The Cross-Eyed Lion Clarence Thomas Clarence Rutherford

I try not to buy DVDs because I tend to not ever watch them. But that one does look tempting!

I very much liked it for what it was. Like I said, it sounded like family talking and that's a rare trait in a jazz book these days, where the books too often sound like pseudo-scholarly pissing matches over ownership right (the exceptions do in fact prove the rule). Yuck To put it another way - the amount of jazz literature that seems to be cut from the same cloth into the same clothes as the music itself just ain't that plentiful. The Green book is. It feels like this cover looks: I got no problem with that cover (or the music therein, for that matter).

Yeah, I enjoyed the Grant Green book as well. To me, it read more like like a family reminiscence/journey/whatever than a "scholarly bio", but hell, so what about that? I mean, really?

If you have to ask, don't, but if you don't have to ask, check it out, for real! http://omnivorerecordings.com/artists/ernie-kovacs-2/

My first game, fwiw: http://www.baseball-almanac.com/box-scores/boxscore.php?boxid=196505230HOU

Perhaps not!

ssshhhh....you're disrupting The WSJ's Narrative.

Never forget what Dots are.

Harry Allen? Sheesh. No.

Bird Lives. Bush Sucks. ~ Conventional Wisdoms