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Also, the fact that we as the American people can’t be united in objecting to Russian interference is disturbing. This shouldn’t be a partisan issue, we should all be bothered by that fact. But people want their “team” to win or are completely apathetic to the whole thing. I just don’t where we can go from here.

That would’ve been something. Funny enough, the working title of Satanic Majesties was “Cosmic Christmas”. Yep.

Vincent Guaraldi Trio with some killer eggnog.

Unrelated: The 2002 Bucs are rarely mentioned as one of the defense-first SB winners, probably because the Bucs are so forgettable. But I’d argue they’re the best unit of the bunch: Sapp, Brooks, Lynch, Barber, Simeon Rice, Booger McFarland, Brian Kelly, Dexter Jackson.

Gordo and fellow Canadian Carly Rae Jepsen shared a Grey Cup halftime stage a few years ago.

I’m trying and failing to make an “Olive the Other Reindeer” joke here, but I wanted to mention how much I like when the bus driver says “don’t feel bad. All this time I thought the Pledge of Allegiance was about me, ‘Richard Stands’.”

I think Robert Smith has a great voice for his songs. I wouldn’t be interested in hearing him sing standards but his unique voice is perfect for The Cure.

I think “Train in Vain” by The Clash being a hidden track on London Calling is enough to show that secret songs aren’t necessarily crap. They might’ve been crap for a lot of ‘90s bands, but even then, that hidden cover of “Physical” on NIN’s Broken is pretty fucking good.

I had a subscription to Rolling Stone when I was a kid. I still find it hard to believe I read magazines back then. Like, magazines. Too small to be a book, too big to be a comic, and filled with poor reviews for the music I liked, and the shows I enjoyed. Music critics writing things like, “As he’s aged, Petty has

I’d be all for him refusing the “honor” if his reasoning for his protest wasn’t, y’know, horseshit.

It’s not even the flags, it’s the ludicrous seriousness attached to these calls. A guy steps out of bounds, and given the tone, you’d think a place crashed into the stadium and half the crowd’s on fire.

UGHHHH YES

When I was a kid, people in my parent’s generation were immediately suspicious of anything that came from the internet. “Don’t meet anyone from the internet in real life!” “You can’t believe that, it’s just on the internet!”

I SHOT MY BABY!

That’s how even people who weren’t fans of Tom Petty felt a couple of weeks ago. His music was - IS - woven completely into the fabric of American life.

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Wheat Kings is one of the saddest and most beautiful songs ever written. It’s about the wrongful conviction of David Milgaard, who spent 23 years in prison, but even without the background it’s beautiful.

“My abusive brother is having multiple, totally consensual affairs with subordinates relying on him for work” paints Bob as possibly the dumbest man alive, and you don’t get to be one of the most powerful people in Hollywood by being the dumbest man alive. That dog don’t hunt.

I say “Joyous Punch to the throat” and then kick them in the balls. Its confusing on so many levels, it blows their minds

I hate this. Just, everything about this. I am heartbroken for these women and all women who have been treated this way. And I am sad for society, because we have such a long way to go to make sure that everyone feels heard and safe and valued. There is a lot of injustice out there that needs fixing.

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Back home, my friends and I would call this having a Cup of Coffee In The Big Time.