‘Cause there’s a place in the sun where there’s hope for ev’ry one,
where my poor restless heart’s gotta run.
Theres’ a place in the sun and before my life is done,
Got to find me a place in the sun.

There’s always room for more Cream.

Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That’s an easy thing to say
But if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend that you can build them again

Well, show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don’t ask why
Oh, don’t ask why

Fifty years ago you could have heard these songs. In some ways they still connect with what’s fixin’ to happen.

Heh.

Yeah, A.J. Daulerio made a large point of explaining just how little importance was placed on the comments section when he was Deadspin’s number one guy, but as you say, someone up there must think well of us. And I wonder if the new owners are going to be willing to continue maintaining the comments. I’m just…

About six, give or take some random number of months ago, they did a little survey about continuing with the DUAN. Must have had more reasons for than against. It’s not like it takes them much time or effort past just remembering to post it. It’s where I hear music I otherwise wouldn’t pick up on so I hope they keep…

That’s likely one of those things that sounds good inside one’s head but loses all coherency when it’s exposed to air.

Dan Fogelberg

Excellent choice.

If you’ll forgive me borrowing from your name, it’s one of the most agreeable places on the internet.

Best story I’ve heard in a goodly while.

Tommy Boyce and Bobby Hart, I Wonder What She’s Doing Tonight

Swingin’ Medallions, Double Shot (Of My Baby’s Love)

The Castaways, Liar, Liar

We Five, You Were on My Mind

Just some simple little songs to close out a jagged year.

All the old guy BBWAA members need to admit to themselves that every baseball era had its flaws and quit excluding players because they just didn’t like them.

We got all kinds of hearts.