He stumbled into disco like the rest. Elton lost me after Yellow Brick Road, which I loved.

Edit: luv brought that up the other night.

Bee Gees when they went Disco.

Very good question. I suspect Bernie penned the masterful lyrics. At least that's what I've always heard. And, Sir Elton wrote the music.

Aaaaahhhhhhhh Thank you. His early music was my playlist before such a thing existed. Blue Canoe. Where to Now, St. Peter. Haha. That may be a line and not the title. Friday night right. Tumbleweed Connection. Good damn trips.

So true. The falsetto , disco rage they moved into from their earlier groove cost them this fan, though I took guilty dancing pleasure in dancing beneath a disco ball. David Bowie, funk, not the mournful Bee Gees of my teen angst years. Back. In. The. Day. Thank you for recalling that forgotten time.

All good questions. the stop itself was good if he was traveling outside his lane as stated. The odor of weed leads to more as cite and release is then more or less out the window. Then exigency circumstances, consent, warrant less search, etc., all come into play. Your questions are good, and a good lawyer will dig…

Uh. No she didn't.

Hot damn, indeed.

My first, exact thought.

Thank you. The discussion is now about two of my favorite books. or at least a mention in A Confederacy of Dunces.

Why not both?

Not enough stars. My own visceral reaction as well.

This. WTF.

Pats may have won, but Gronk slaps like a girl.

The Fish Bowl? Who will win? Be real. The Beta, of corse. He is the master. Before I show myself out, Ghost. Yeah, the whole Whoppie dancing, kissing thing with Demi. I just couldn't make that suspension of disbelief to go along. Does that make me a plebe? Finally, Miserable, I hope this is not the last we hear…

Love your handle. One of my fav movies.

Not enough stars for this. Everyone should be able to let their freak flag fly without ridicule. No judging. None.

Blame the writer, not the story. Actually a pretty cool little piece if the writer had put some work into it, maybe included a few friends, coworkers, local color. Lazy journo.

Give your heart time to catch up with your brain. Intellectually and intuitively you already know you are better off. Your heart will catch up. You will be fine.