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He was good in Scoop, which was pretty good overall.

Yes, just what Gotham was crying out for - another street poet.

If there's one eternal truth, it's this: There's no accounting for taste. Art, and crticism of art, is devoid of absolute standards. I'm sure there are plenty of people who think Ernest P. Worrell movies are the sine qua non of the filmmaker's art and no stack of New York Times bad reviews of those films will sway them one bit. I would also like to say that it's easy to confuse complexity with profundity and simplicity with shallowness.

I'm all in favor of freedom of expression, but that "emo" shit has really got to go.

That's effed up. If you can't return to the dryer promptly, the price you pay is the possibility of having somebody take your clothes out the dryer.

"California" - Low

I thought this was about Guenther Grass having been in the Waffen SS.

A fine tribute indeed.

Happy birthday from the state immediately to the left!

Well, that was about the nicest funeral I've been to in a long time. Won't say adieu, Hallie, because I know I'll see you on the other side, in the heavenly New Paltz, where pitchers at Snug's are eternally on the house and the hawks soar over the Mohonk ridge, daring our souls to do the same.

Happy birthday from me and two Willies!

I'm not going to read what everybody else has written, but for my money, the only Dead worth listening to is live stuff from like 1969 to the mid-70s. Europe 72 is a great album as is the 4-disc one they put out a few years back of an early 70s London show. I don't have a hell of a lot of use for studio Dead.

To make money. A lot of it. Still, they have won the World Series twice in their about 15 years of existence; a pretty good success rate.

The sad thing is that the original D. Boon was a kick-ass individual and one of our great hardcore forefathers.

I know where that is. (Missed the parade though.) There's a really excellent Asian funk cuisine restaurant now in the triangular building at the intersection of 9 and 52.

Yeah, he lives in the nice part of Ulster County and is pals with the Woodstock Times editor.

One should not have one's cake and eat it too, which was obviously the intent of whatever madperson came up with bacon-flavored sausage. Hubris, the ancients called it, or perhaps it's just the arrogance of not wanting to make the tough decisions at breakfast.

Today, I met Roger Kahn, author of The Boys of Summer and numerous other baseball books. Nice guy.

I watched that show with my great-grandma when I was a wee bjorn.

They had bacon-flavored sausage at the supermarket last night.

I got that one too, which is odd because I don't work with those people or see them. I consider myself part of the VC Northeast Army Faktion, headquartered at an undisclosed location near sturgeon.

Those are the kind of memories that will keep your warm at night when you get to be my age.

Well played.

Awww, now I'm all Beaky Buzzard.