It's not laziness

A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Pickleball Court.

And that was an awesome show.

Fulks!

A well-deserved congratulations.

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25 pieces too many?

One of the most insightful writers about this corner of the music world that I've come across in awhile....

A-fucking-men. I guess my full throated agreement of this is why they never liked me or my label much.

He is the least stressed person because he's never had to fly coach on this own airline. I invite him, anytime, to sit next to me (6') in row 37E and tell me he is comfortable and stress free.

The sort of thing I would do if I were a billionaire. Which, probably and sadly, is exactly why I am not a billionaire.

I guess I'm more of an Eeyore...

Evan Johns. IYKYK. What a monster.

Exactly. The low-info voters will be expecting the S.S. American Titanic to do an abrupt 180 turn in a matter of weeks. When it doesn't happen, they will turn on the Ds. Hell, they may not even wait until they actually take office.

I know. In a way, it's disappointing. If I had thought about him and Hastert still being alive all those years, I could have been wishing upon them painful rectal sores and unreachable itchings. Seems like they got off easy by dribbling out of existence like they did.

Saw more than one of those shows....

Forgot he was alive. I hope his final days were a non-stop horrorshow of psychic visitations from his victims. I hope he was whimpering, pleading for the mercy and empathy he denied others.

Albert (the t is silent) Potato tips it...

Whelp, that's a wrap. The world is now so freaking upside down that I now find myself in the position of applauding something Don Henley is doing.