Shot Of Rhythm

[ Saturday, January 10, 2004 ]

 

Added a link to Guitar Chad, who graced us with his presence on a comment a few days back. Check him out...

Happy birthday to Kennyboy, who recieved a birthday phone message from the drunken revelry we were having in order to celebrate Mr. C's birthday. Everybody's celebrating here in the blogosphere.

I got a letter today from the Nader 2004 Exploratory Presidential Committee. God, I hope he doesn't run, and will do everything in my power to attempt to dissuade him from doing so. I voted for him unashamedly last time, but wouldn't even consider doing so this time. If he runs now, he will truly have proven that he's lost his mind.

On the box right now: R.L. Burnside, COME ON IN

Peace...

Dove With Claws [9:26 PM]

[ Tuesday, January 06, 2004 ]

 

Sorry it's been a week since last I regaled y'all with my wit and wisdom, but a combination of factors - mainly consisting of nothing to say and a wicked-ass cold - made the thought of typing in some commentary seem rather unimportant. But, like any good junkie, I couldn't stay away from the smack too long, and since my illness has subsided and the words are once again more fluid, here I go again on my own.

-I watched Donald Rumsfeld during one of his briefings this afternoon. He was typically coy, slyly attempting to not answer anything like any of the questions. Do you ever wonder if he gets a stiff one from toying with the press? The little minx...

-Am I going to hell for liking Leo Sayer's "When I Need You?"

-I don't include many sports notes, but I will include this: I've hated Packer-mania for a long time. Not the team itself, mind you, or most of the fans, who are smart enough to keep the game in its proper perspective, but the goddamn religious zealots who will go far enough to say that God is a Green Bay Packers fan and MEAN IT. Now, with the surge the team's seen since the death of Brett Favre's father, all of the true believers are coming back out of the woodwork. Believe me, if you want to see the true underbelly of Midwestern weirdness, go sniffing around for some Packer fans around playoff time. You will not be disappointed. I like the fact that the team's doing well, but I highly doubt they'll be able to beat Philadelphia on Sunday. Then what...will all the God-loves-Packers-Irv-Farve-is-helping-them people suddenly lose their will to live? God, I hope not...that'd be kinda pitiful.

On the box right now: Alvin Youngblood Hart, DOWN IN THE ALLEY

Peace...


Dove With Claws [7:12 PM]