Two things that should be awesome but aren’t
I feel compelled to warn you. See, when I like something, it generally means I really like it. I generally will go on and on about it until the next big thing comes along...
Category: Music
Mastodon Weekend: Devoted to devolution
It was a cold rain by the time I fell asleep Saturday night. By Sunday afternoon, half-dollar sized flakes were dropping from the sky with nothing resembling grace. It was a wet, sloppy snow...
Friday Mental Massage: The hits keep on coming edition
We haven’t done a Friday Mental Massage in some time, so let’s pound one out–primarily because I’m in desperate need of a real massage. I tweaked something in my neck/back six days ago. On...
Spread this
Yesterday, somebody I know told me, “One of my friends just sent me an e-mail saying the Greenville Police are now writing tickets, even if you are going less than 5 miles per hour...
Adventures in customer service (Part 3) — American Express
Part 1 and Part 2 What are you wearing, American boy? I knew he wasn’t in America. His training in Midwestern Accent was good, but not good enough to fool a guy from the...
The Best of BoCoMo live music 2008
Somewhere in the neighborhood of 17 years ago, I met a guy named Aaron. He was one of–if not the very first–person I spoke to on the University of Missouri college campus. He was...
The 500 Club Redux
Quite a few of you submitted your choices for your own personal 500 Club, so I guess it’s only fair that I pass on the original list. You can click on the link to...
The 500 Club
Admittedly, we’d had a couple of cocktails. After a gathering of friends for a neighborhood Christmas parade last night, G-Rob, T and I went out for a bite of sushi and a few drinks....
XM-Sirius merger outlaws alt-country
I was a kid when Springfield, Missouri’s Rock 99 changed its format to adult contemporary. I sat in my younger brother’s room and looked at what we called a jam box. Even then, at...
Russ Brown, a lucky path to cross
Several years ago (and that several is getting to be more than I’d like) I ran into a guy named Russ Brown. We were both part of a blogging and poker scene. I came...
Real estate
In 1889, they stood on the Texas and Arkansas borders and looked across into Oklahoma. Some men had horses. Some men had guns. All of them had their eyes on land. Well nowadays this...
Hypocrisy on the rocks
Note: Not that I feel the real need to bring this up, but just in case, this post is not for your kids’ eyes So, Ice Cube apparently was apparently so moved by the...
Yonder firsts
It’s 1:36am. I just saw Yonder Mountain String Band play for the first time. That was not the only first of the night. Forgive me if I take a few minutes to list some...
My youth for sale
In the summer of 1994, I was a waiter at a place called El Chico. I was a good–if very clumsy–waiter. The tyrannical manager, a 40-something woman who needed desperately to get laid or...