“As democracy is perfected, the office of President represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. On some great and glorious day, the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.”

Thanks. I had not seen that.

That moment at around 3:01 where Mary Clayton’s voice breaks... 47 years later, it still gives me a chill.

Kinda reminds me of the Mitch Hedburg joke about Hollywood always wanting to know if you can do something other than the one thing you’ve busted your ass learning to do really well—his example being the master chef who, after preparing a magnificent dish, is asked, “That’s great, but can you farm?”

A CD is a flat circle.

I think the horse has invented a new event, for horses: how far you can toss the rider over the wall?

You’re lucky.

Something about rats jumping ship... something about “even the fleas are jumping off the rats”... I’ll try to get back to you by the end of business.

At least 99 of them, including the unfathomable stupidity of your premise that “Language’s only purpose is to convey an idea or information, to communicate.” and that you actually formed a possessive with ‘language’.

“Da fuq.”

I will miss you when all of this goes away.

Show ‘em your low sperm count. It’s dem tight underwears is wut.

There’s no such fucking word as ‘downstorm’.

Drinking scotch (Grant’s) and water on ice. Ate some leftover lasagna from Magiano’s (meh).

‘muggers’... but you have a lot of verve.

Let’s go back in time with Joe Cocker (starts at 5am, ends at midnight)

1966 The Standells

thanks for that article. forwarded to a couple of friends already.