Dan Gould

Well, Harold, I bet it feels good knowing that if not for another Red Sox Manager Brain Fart, it would have been a sweep in Fenway and a 1.5 game lead heading into the last week (which would be half a game right now with the rain outs). Kind of like Florida State/Miami and "Wide Right"-the gift that keeps on giving. But I'll bet your feeling pretty antsy about El Duque having his start pushed back with a "tired shoulder" though. And that comes after two starts in which he averaged twenty pitches an inning. One old fart gets his wish and gets positively hammered in Fenway, the other old fart comes up lame. Not good with the playoffs so close. I admit the likelihood of a division lead collapse is not great, but with three against Minnesota, its quite possible that Toronto and Baltimore will have something to say about the AL East.

Unfortunately, we're not entirely fine. Turns out that Bellsouth got positively clobbered, and our DSL may not be back until October 6th!

No doubt about it! How dare they call me a nice person!!

I'm sure it was a record of some sort (no, really, it was!). What I do remember is the positive feedback I received, which was: "Nice person!" It left me thinking, how in the heck do they know I'm a nice person? I'd rather get the nuts and bolts of positive feedback: Quick pay, good communication, that sort of thing. Or even a blanket comment like "I would buy again" or "good buyer" but to decide I'm a nice person, well, that and the requisite cash will get me a cup of coffee and not much else.

Well, for future reference, now I'll know! Maybe you should have grabbed that dancing dude icon Brad is so fond of.

Would you mind telling that to Nessa? Speaking of which, if you had put a wink next to your observation, I wouldn't have responded. But I couldn't interpret the smilie you used, so it left me confused as to what you were trying to say, which is why I asked if there was something wrong with my comments.

I calls 'em as I sees 'em. Is there something wrong with that?

I used to never stretch, but had a steady experience (at least twice every every season) where after swinging the bat, the first step out of the batter's box would injure my hamstring or quad, and this happened batting righty or lefty, so it didn't matter which foot I pushed off of. I started doing intensive stretching before game time and it stopped happening.

I'm weird when it comes to this. Can't stand clutter in the house - totally tolerate it in (and on) the car. Never been one to wash by hand, and since we moved to a neighborhood that doesn't seem to have any car washes, its been even longer between them. And that's despite the fact that I park under a pine tree now. We need a "shoulder shrug" smilie.

Not as successful with Disc 2, I'm afraid. I'd say the theme though is "tracks that are not quite ready for prime-time as far as audio quality goes". Track 1 - Couldn't take this past about 3:15. Track 2 - The famous Rollins calypso, St. Thomas. Track 3 - Straight No Chaser, probably liked this loose jam session track best. Track 4 - Bye Bye Blackbird. Elvin on drums? Track 5 - NO. A thousand times, NO. Track 6 - My guess is Hub. But I'm probably wrong. Thanks again, Tom!

Well, I was slow to give the discs a listen, but how's this for dedication? Picture a house that's doubling as an oven in the aftermath of a hurricane. Our intrepid reporter is desperately trying to fan himself into some semblence of, well, not comfort, but less discomfort. What do I do? I get out the old disc man and give the BFT a careful listen! Track 1 - Well, I'd hope that the following tracks would constitute a few of your favorite things! Unfortunately, I wasn't at all engaged by this pianist. Kind of made me think of Bill Evans, but mostly because he's a pianist I don't like either. Track 2 - Woody Allen? No, I'm serious! I heard he can really play ... Anyway, before my "time" but I have to say that there's a vitality and spirit that is infectious and fun. Track 3 - I know this, I know this, I know this ... but what the hell is it? Definitely a Blue Note. Stan the man on tenor? Great track, and I'll surely kick myself when I see the other responses. Double Track 4 - "Taking a Chance on Love" - love the tune, don't care for the performance. Guess we're oh for two on pianists. Track 5 - Is this trombone or trumpet? Muted? OK, its trombone. Nice, but no guesses. Track 6 - DKDC Track 7 - A classic pop tune from the early 70s, "Killing Me Softly". Wasn't this written in response to Don McLean's "American Pie"? I think I read that somewhere. Anyway .... UGH! As pop music: Four stars. As jazz: negative infinity stars. I'm just thankful they didn't cover that other singer/songwriter classic, "At 17". Track 8 - I'm going to say its someone who's listened to some Rollins, but otherwise, DKDC Track 9 and 10, liked them but no clue. Track 11 - Thank you, but NO. Track 12 - All the Things You Are. See track 11. Track 13 - Lester Leaps In. Loved the start, hated the overblowing. Big I'm afraid. Thanks Tom for an interesting first disc. Not all hit the spot, but some definitely did!

Delray Beach checking in. The short story: Wind definitely stronger; but it blew for a shorter length of time than Francis, which was moving so slow. Power stayed on 12 hours longer, didn't lose it til 11 pm Saturday, which gave me false hope we'd make it through without losing it. Damage was nonexistent and cleanup very minimal (I think Francis knocked down a lot of stuff that would have otherwise come down in Jeanne). Best of all, we used the fence sections that we salvaged from the first storm to brace the existing fence sections; it must have worked-they stayed up! To give you an idea of the difference in clean up: Francis filled 23 large trash bags with tree debris. Jeanne only filled 5. Worst was yesterday, baking in the house with the dog. But power came on about 6 pm, just in time to save what was in the freezer from reaching the point of no return. Now the only problem is that our DSL was knocked out, otherwise I'd have posted last night from home instead of this morning at the office. Glad you made it OK, David, hopefully we'll hear from Marty soon.

Well, amazingly, at 7:30, we've still got power in Delray Beach. It started wavering about 4:30 pm, but never so much that, say, the TV would switch off. The lights dim for a split second; the PC battery beeps, but its kept on going. The good news at the moment is that the eyewall has past us, but its directly east of Jupiter where my wife's family is, so its definitely getting very heavy there. Not sure how much longer the power will hold-radar shows a really, really, really strong band of showers is about to go through Boynton (Marty's town) and then us. If we still have power then ... But anyway, we're playing with the house's money at this point. With Frances, our power went off long before it got heavy here, and we've had strong winds and heavy rain for many hours now.

I don't want to sound alarmist, but the forecast has deteriorated significantly for Palm Beach county and maybe even Broward. The storm ain't movin north yet, and its now definitely expected to strengthen, with category 4 status not out of the realm of possibility. So, I'm a shuttin down the PC and I'll see you guys when I see you. Stay safe south Floridians ...

I don't know about your particular program, but when I was going through the process, Evan, I had to keep the names on the files so that I knew which version and what order I had them in. Then when I was satisfied with the playlist and sequencing, I renamed everything "track001" etc. You ought to be able to do that, I would think.

The Red Sox MUST let Pedro walk after this year. Anyone who is so unnerved by his string of futility that he's gone from "raise the Bambino from the dead, I'll drill him in the ass" to "the Yankees are my daddy" has no f-ing business being in a Red Sox uniform. And Terry Francona is a fucking moron and people in Boston should beat the October rush and string his ass up right now. The man got his freaking job because the other guy didn't know when to lift Martinez. So now the single most important game of the year arrives, and he isn't smart enough to lift him. Martinez was lucky to pitch seven innings-his fastball reached 91 exactly once, he had little command and absolutely no fucking business being out there in the eighth. There were multiple fly outs to the deepest part of the park. I mean, his stuff was so weak, it made more sense to send Pedro out in game seven than it did last night. And yet that fucking asshole doesn't have a fucking clue. And now Pedro thinks of himself as the Yankee's bitch. That's just fucking great. The Sox have to let the prima donna bitch walk, and put the money into Carl Pavano, so they'll have a new number two to go with Schilling and a future number one when Schilling leaves. Let Pedro's "daddy" throw money at him.

If you look at the forecast track, Berigan, I think Jax is gonna get near-hurricane force winds from this one. Sorry to hear your Mom is missing treatments.

I wish, but with my car in there, there's barely enough room for the mower and the other odds and ends. My wife is sure that her plan will work, and I certainly hope so. Hopefully you, Marty and me won't get impacted too badly-but I'm definitely anticipating another lengthy power outage at minimum.

Yeah, but it all worked out fine in the end. And I think Bill was a happy camper. B-) Ultimately I put it up on the big ebay site, made about $5 on it. One of the rarest BNs ever (you know it had to be if after all those years Bill had never found it or found someone who had it), but no one wanted it.

Delray. We have the same problem-the trucks came by today to pick up the debris-but the one thing they wouldn't take are the remains of the fence, because the debris is headed for the chipper, and the nails in the wood would kill the chipper. So what the hell are we supposed to do with this now? (my wife's idea is to use some heavy duty rope to tie the wood together. I guess it may work ... my thought also is to secure the wood under a tarp. Maybe if the tarp is held down by the wood and the wood is tied together, it won't take flight. I hope.

Hey, you should pass that one on to Bill Fenohr - AFAIK it is one of only two Blue Note items not in his collection. Or did you remedy that im the meantime? I bought it on the German ebay site specifically because Bill needed it, and it was the last BN he needed.

Yeah, about 40% of our fence. We put in the fence posts last weekend and had a delivery lined up for the fence sections for Saturday. Now we'll probably have the rest of our fence down before we can even fix what Frances did.

Make that November 30.

More Diz: Live in Europe (RTE) Jazz on the Rocks Tour de Force Benny Golson: Free Take a Number from One to Ten That's Funky I Remember Miles And The Philadelphians Domingo Turning Point Time Speaks Another Git Together Live at Newark Symphony Hall (the latter two Jazztet recordings) Babs Gonzales: At Small's Paradise Voila Takes of Manhattan Paul Gonzalves: Cookin' Ellingtonia Moods and Blues Gettin Together Dexter Gordon the first I tried to be a completist on, so bear with me Rainbow People Wee Dot Gettin Around The Squirrel Swiss Nights Volumes 1-3 Silver Blue True Blue Bouncing with Dex Stable Mable Something Different Lullaby for a Monster Live at the Left Bank After Midnight Our Man in Paris Dexter Calling and lots more Dexter next week, assuming Jeanne doesn't knock out power and close the office.

Bullshit. You need a new definition of what it means to be a man. "Why can't I walk down a street free of suggestion? (repeat) Is my body my only trait in the eyes of men? (in the eyes of men) I've got some skin You want to look in There lays no reward in what you discover You spent yourself watching me suffer Suffer your words, suffer you eyes, suffer your hands Suffer your interpretation of what it is to be a man I've got some skin You want to look in She does nothing to deserve it He only wants to observe it We sit back like they taught us We keep quiet like they taught us He just wants to prove it She does nothing to remove it We don't want anyone to mind us So we play the roles that they assigned us She does nothing to conceal it He touches her 'cause he wants to feel it We blame her for being there But we are all guilty" - Fugazi Talk about a pathetic load of crap. You need a new definition of what GUILT is. Women get attacked-So all men are guilty of the crime? You and your emasculated pal can take a flying leap.