It's good of you to ask. 37 days now and growing hope that this one is going to take.

I thought we were due for a little more SRV. Here's "Lenny", a song he wrote for his wife.

I thought I just posted this but it seems to have disappeared. Please pardon me if it turns up twice. John Lee Hooker. Carlos Santana called him and "ocean of inspiration". Here he is with Boom Boom.

You have exquisite taste in music my friend!

I always liked this Matthew Sweet tune.

The Beach Boys "Sail On Sailor" covered by Darius Rucker and Matthew Sweet.

Here's a cool old tune called "Beginnings", from The Chicago Transit Authority, who later shortened their named to Chicago. Always had a great horn section.

This guy's a friggin 2L

"Sorry about that. Here, have some blankets..."

I was thinking last night... you know... is there a chance that pitch was totally grooved and this whole fairy tale ending thing is manufactured? Yeah, there's a chance. Is it a good chance? Maybe. But I realized that I really, truly, do not care. The older I get (and I would say that I'm a Yankee fan), the less and…

I was 8 when Jeter first took the field as a Yankee. I vividly remember my parents and grandparents being wildly excited about this "kid." I've spent so many years going to that stadium knowing Jeter would be there. I'm profoundly sad it's all over.

"I could be upset about it," Meek said, "but I'm planning on inheriting the earth later, so who gives a fuck?"

Last year, I bawled my eyes out when Mo left the mound for the last time. I seriously cried for about 10 minutes when Andy and Jeet took him out and he crumbled in front of the crowd.

...And then I said to the barista, "God, did you hear about journalism?"

I have a correction to make. I'm not sure what memory snuck into my calculations but the accident sites of Duane and Berry actually were about three blocks apart, not five as I somehow got in my head. If anything a short three. Once I got that part straight I also realized that if one continued out Hillcrest Avenue in…

My 6 year old son just asked me if that was his first time tackling someone.

The tale of Boner Dog reminds me of when we wanted to send some home movies of our newborn to relatives who hadn't yet had the pleasure of meeting the kid. Unfortunately we weren't the only ones trying to dole out pleasure, as a good chunk of the movie has our dog maniacally dry humping the air as he struggles to walk…

Steppenwolf, and remember it's about the song, you're not here to look at pictures.

Just guys being dudes