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Don't get me wrong, I have agood time watching them & their new Cooking Channel (which is where this particular offense occurred), but their g-d "New York" provincialism is past the point of laughably obvious. I can't scream any more every time I hear these putzes mispronounce jalapeno, and that's just the tip of the iceberg. Get them out of their comfort zone and they're frighteningly incompetent, and proud of it, too! Anyway... Yesterday, this guy named Jeffrey Somebody was doing a show about the globalization of the burrito or some such. I remember this guy from a few seasons ago on Who Wants To Be The Next Food Network Star or whatever it's called, he was a NYC attorney, iirc, with a passion for food, and although he didn't win, you could tell that Susie Fogelson(?) was getting all horny-eyed towards him, and sure enough, here he is few years later with a show of his own. Harmless and harmlessly entertaining enough. Except for when he went to explain the history of the burrito. He's telling the story of how some guy invented a sandwich-like thing made from blah-blah-blah and how he kept them warm by keeping them next to the body of his burro as he went from village to village, and how people came to refer to the items as "food of the little donkey" or - and I quote - "In Spanish, 'food of the burrito'." No, dumbass. No, no, no. In Spanish, it would (most likely) be "Comida del burrito". "Food of the" are three English words, get it? Pinche pendejo! It goes on, and don't even get me started on the show after this one, some chick named Eden Somebody coming to Austin in search of "global cuisine" and acting like the worst-imaginable caricature of a naive hippy Peace Corp volunteer imaginable, but overall, I enjoy the programming. It's just that, geez, when you don't know what you don't know, don't be surprised when people who do know at least some of what you don't know just want to reach out and slap you sillier than you already are.

Meaning what, exactly?

Little Richard was firing them cannonballs, & Tanya Tucker has plenty of miles on her, so I'd say it's at least as much as advertised.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rHtUcr5srWw Live, Tanya wobbles, but Little Richard hangs tight. As befits a god, Little Richard is equal parts eternal spectacle and eternal omnipotence. Woe be to those who fail to recognize either, and especially to those who fail to recognize either.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lo51FElCMo0

Oh hell no! You had no way to know, and the mere notion made me laugh too. Saul Goode!

I don't know about the "a shame" part, people die when they die, but, yeah, Stevie Ray came by his shit honestly, as did his brother (who, on the whole, I've always enjoyed more). Maybe or maybe not it helps to have a tangible sense of what "white" Oak Cliff used to be in those days (and you probably do, right?), but it's definitely a thing unto itself, an honest and admirable thing, at least as much as honest and honorable as such things can be. There have been far less honorable places and times that have spawned any number of "stars", that's for sure!

If my mom had such a friend, he or she would no doubt be working at the nursing home where she now lives. That's about the only non-family people that mom knows these days, and that's on her good days. Now, me, I know such people. But they all live in Texas & aren't looking to move. What's Plan B?

Hey, it was the right one to take...C.J. aced up (as is becoming his wont), the speed did the dance, the bats came alive, and at the end of the day, for all the last three days' drama, the lead at the end of the weekend was exactly where it was at the beginning of the weekend. Would've been nice to have added at least one game, but the emotional boost of going through that rollercoasterings and not having lost any ground is greater than the potential downer that could come from same. Still kinda worried about the Angels, their top three starters show more consistency than ours, but they have one series against Toronto (on the road, I think) that could be trouble for them, so there's that. One any given day, the Jays can open up a can of whoopass and forgot where they put the lid. Bottom line, though, since the Yankees didn't sweep (as was my A-List dream), we pretty much need to handle our business from here on out, and that is ultimately as it should be. If we do that, and they still outplay us, hey, c'est la f-in' vie, right? But I don't see how they can ride Weaver-Heren-Santana nonstop for the next two weeks & still have them ready and in top form for the final three against us. Again, if they can, more power to them. We shall see. Stranger things have happened. Either way, though, the Rangers should have easily won at least ten more games than they actually have up to this point, and this division should have either been clenched or be on the verge of being clinched. But like the man did said, that's the way baseball go.

Maybe the good die young, but the great often outlive 'em.

For a lot of different reasons, age, stylistic tendencies, and "established circles" chief among them, I seldom directly crossed paths with JZ, But every time that I did, it was a trip, and he is indeed the stuff of local legend, musically and personally. There was another Dallas drummer, Walter Winn, Marchel Ivery's longtime partner, who was just as colorful as a person and player. It was a time for characters, it seems, and a good time it was.

Classic Romo. Classic. That boy ain't right. That's just one of many reasons why, in this house, it's still baseball season & the local NFL franchise is still playing exhibition games as far as I can care. Them Boys ain't right, from the very top all the way town. Romo is just one layer.

You would have dug JZ, trust me.

If my memory serves, it was during a performance of "When The Saints...", and JZ stood up during his solo & then keeled over, or something like that. I was on a different gig that night and heard a few different variations over the next few weeks. Let me ask around and see if I can collect what the real deal was.

No sir. He died on the stage right here in Dallas, with a local group.

There was a pretty decent local (L.A.) indie label release from the late 70s that had a few cuts w/Warne, but I forget the details. Correction, 1981. http://www.allmusic.com/album/self-portrait-r246024

in-DEED!

Guy Viveros? I quit. Again.

Oh, btw, although I was glad we finally knocked him out, it was a pleasure to watch Josh Outman pitch into the 5th, and not because of his skills, although they did not suck. Y'all seein' what I'm seein'? Oh HELL yeah!

And today for getting career home runs 300 & 301. Great to have him back!

Runner-up might be Jimmy Zitano.

Yep.

With increasing frequency, I've been seeing references to the Honey Badger" in online conversations (not here, though, I don't think) I figured something was up, and sure enough,,, Better late than never. This is some funny!

I'm thinking that maybe the power outage served as an involuntary power-cycle of your modem/router/whatever. A power-cycle is always a good thing to try when things gets clogged, it's sort of the hardware equivalent of clearing your browser's cache and cookies.

Objectively, I think there's probably a l;ot more "booster" type threads here than not, simply because we all love the music overall. Just not all of it all the time.