kidsmoke

These are going to be very helpful to the band one day, if they tire of playing music (Please don't.) Some fascinating fields into which they can branch off. "Misunderstood" is either a counseling center specializing in teens, or a conflict-resolution department of some diplomatic corps.

Got to musing on this the other day with my daughter, and we were cracking each other up with our suggestions. I thought it might be fun to play it here. The idea is that you take the title of any Wilco song and then imagine it was the name of a business. What would that business be, or do? Some titles are obviousness itself: "Kamera" It might simply be a camera store or repair shop. Then again, it could be a stylish name for a film production company, or maybe a modelling agency. "California Stars"? Sounds like a West Coast talent booking agency. "Jesus Etc." is a gift shop selling reli

Rest in peace, Merle. You'll be sorely missed.

Terrific review as always, Paul! Safe travels.

The beginning of a beautiful thing! Thank you my dear Wilcos!

Good to hear! I've been wanting to see this.

I was following along at 3 a.m. my time (California), with a friend who was at the show, commenting and sharing the occasional short bit of video. Wow, what a wonderful, intimate show it looks to have been! So glad for all of you who were there, and thanks for the reviews and funny stories. That encore misunderstanding...hahahahaha!

Hahahaha! Where can I get that?!

I was just reading that paragraph aloud to my husband because Saunders says it so well! His review is a wonderful read, as is most anything he writes.

It's true...that's what a kidsmoke does.

I already have it....you guys are going to love it and be happily startled by it! Pretty effing great!!!!!* * Oh calm down I'm totally lying. But I bet it is.

If I had an extra hat I'd mail it to you! Sometimes these little keepsakes get invested with all kinds of memories, don't they? So it feels like you've lost much more than a hat. I hope you find a replacement.

Thank you so much for this sweet thread, Leigh, and the rest of you! I only just noticed it. Yesterday was a frenzy of activity, complete with a lobster dinner, some incredible and perfectly thought-out gifts, and even one of those noisy and dangerous candles with inset fireworks that shoot 4 feet up above the cake and spin and play "happy birthday"! (Ours failed on playing happy birthday so we filled in for it, in that tinny sort of song...who knew we could all sound so perfectly tinny?!) No one's hair was set on fire and the Fire Dept. didn't need to be called, so I'd call it a rousing succe

It shouldn't bug me so much but it does...the guy who was the big winner is from a local area that is fairly well-to-do. (Rich, big mansion-y homes) He apparently bought 3000 tickets so apparently had $6000 (at least) to spend on powerball tickets. Sheesh, if I had that much spare cash I probably wouldn't even be playing! I guess I just prefer it when you hear that somebody who genuinely needed it is the big winner. Some poor slob working a low-paying bus-driver type job, y'know? The school crossing-walk guard, the lady who serves you at Dairy Queen. I am trying to be happy for the guy, who m

Good luck tonight, everybody, even though it's more likely that ISIS will decide to disband and join Bono to put on a big concert for world harmony and peace.

Yeah, I really like "Lazarus", and the video for it is intense.

Rest in Peace, David, and thank you.

All possibilities! 1. A pair of conjoined twins will be successfully separated by a pair of great white sharks who are themselves conjoined. 2. Justin Beiber will stop being a little bitch. 3. Donald Trump will get over himself. What's more likely to happen than YOU winning?

I'm so sorry, NoJ. He's at peace now, but how sad for all of you who loved him. Deepest condolences.

Lucky you! Frank is a hoot!

Congratulations, Wilco! A richly deserved nomination!

What an inspiring story! Thanks for the perspective adjustment. This is going on in the city next door to me. Horrifying.

We could probably have a whole other thread about ways in which we have badly cut ourselves. For instance: Ladies, remember when you were learning to shave your legs and you took a long strip of skin off the whole front of your shin? Yep, all the ladies here just cringed at that memory.

What, no pictures?

Happy Thanksgiving, Via Chicago! I hope your home smells as good as mine does right now. Wow, sometimes aromas are the most incredible things. I wish a Thanksgiving for all of our American members in which there are some weird or even difficult relations, but you feel so grateful that you love them anyway and have a delicious feast and laugh a lot and feel love, and loved, a lot. Happy Thanksgiving. There's always a lot to be glad for.