Tomorrow morning I have to drive to the other end of Connecticut from NJ for my Uncle’s funeral. Tonight though I’m fixing a bit pot of chili, drinking an ommegang and meditating with some Fleet Foxes on this autumn evening.

Are there openings for chemists on the Belafonte?

Is anybody here a marine biologist?

All you music fans in the NY tristate area, WFUV is a godsend. An oasis in a desert of unlistenable trash commercial radio. 90.7. Try it you won’t regret it.

My family is reeling from an unexpected sudden passing yesterday.

Football needs a little liveliness, a little fun. Between the impending brain trauma, massive potential for debilitating injury and every network treating Sunday like they’re analyzing opposing Generals’ battle plans, its really refreshing to know that yea, these guys are having actual FUN out there.

I hear there’s a piece of black volcanic rock buried in a hay field in Buxton.

Re, being a “junior” - I’m a 3rd; and, ironically, it’s gotten me exactly three things:

If there’s anything we’ve learned from this and “here comes the pizza” ... its that the Boston sportscaster accent makes everything at least 10x funnier.

*pushes glasses up nose*

What’s the right amount to enjoy The Flaming Lips? I know they’ve gone down the road of artsy-pretentious-unlistenable BS in recent years BUT The Soft Bulletin and Yoshimi are all time greats, AND the back catalog has some great rockers on it.

badbadnotgood - time moves slow

After Bradford yesterday and this strong mayo-centric post today, Someone really needs to check on Drew.

+0 structural redundancy

just watch the scene from “chef” you will REALLY want one.

Did the math on this, holy smokes.

If its the same guy, we saw the “monkeys riding dogs” act a few years ago at a NY Giants halftime. The guy got booed the whole time, people in our section were muttering about animal cruelty, and when he came over the PA to explain that the dogs and monkeys were trained and loved it, he was booed more. Surreal.

First and only time in Cincinnati: a friend’s wedding, we went to an “Italian” restaurant for the rehearsal dinner the night before, which had all the trimmings & decor of a proper Italian place on the surface. It was known for its brick oven pizza and sure enough had a wood fired brick oven going in the back. We all…

I have never, not once, read an article on this or any of the other 6 (former) GN blogs and thought “gee, instead of posting a comment, and potentially sparking an interesting converstaion/dialogue, let me spew some unintelligent garbage at the author themselves, via their email address”. Who are these people?

I think that’s because Citi Field is just a nice name for a ballpark... If it had been called... oh... Northshore LIJ Park or Amway Field (there is an Amway center IN it don’t forget) or Deloitte Center you’d find more people reverting back to saying Shea.