Up top!  Don't leave me hanging!

No wonder I'm so alone.

Any heterosexual male who does not fall in love with Lindsey Weir is dead inside.  I've been looking for an adult version of her….alas they doth not exist.

Well my pa always said, "Don't Hate!  Segregate!"

Don't forget pay alimony.

Slow like syrup.

I'm sure John Paul Jones will be on chauffeur duty again.

Those carpetbaggers from Jew York and Jewllywood impeding my states rights again on voting and dark-skinnededness and loving my sister in the haystack.

Milch's next series is going to be about the power dynamic structure between rival glue factories.  OUT OF SPITE.

If it was just Milch and no one else, it'd turn into one long monologue about the Ship of Theseus paradox and how everything in civilization is but an arbitrary symbol.

Network will have it retitled Never Mind the Cooz in Room 92.

Busted his tomater.

They also got Tchaikovsky and Rimsky-Korsakov to write their hymns for them.  That's a pretty big "get."

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Was she told when she was young that pain would lead to pleasure?
Did she understand it when they said,
That a man must break his back to earn his day of leisure?
Will she still believe it when he's dead?

No one told Gore Vidal that.

Stray Observations

PRESSED THROUGH THE RUSHES AND THERE, THE NATIVE DANCERS WHIRLED BEFORE ME, LIMBS FLAILING, ARMS AKIMBO, FEET KICKING UP DUST….

Hold on now, Scorsese did that Harrison doc, and we all know how that one turned out (cue slide whistle).

Digital bootlegs of "Music for a New Society" are out there, in pretty good quality, but it's up there among the other unreleased gems —  my pick has always been Neil Young's "Time Fades Away" which I fortunately have in vinyl, and digital vinyl-rip form.