Merry Christmas

Day 4 of the Shutdown, and it’s chicken and collard greens on the menu. Enjoy the day whether you celebrate Christmas or not. If you don’t, Kwanzaa starts tomorrow.


Friday Night Jam Session

Apologies for the light posting this week.  I’ve been fighting a sinus infection, and you really don’t want to read what I have to say when I’m buzzing on meds, LOL!!!  Anyway, I couldn’t let Friday go by without acknowledging a vocal heavyweight who we lost this week.

I don’t remember when I first heard Nancy Wilson sing, but her powerful voice was one of the reasons why I came to love jazz singers.  I’m of the opinion that most anyone can sing a song if you give them the right track to sing.  However, not everyone can do jazz because oftentimes the voice is the song itself and the accompanying music is nothing more than background noise.  The true heavyweights can carry a jazz track from beginning to end and have you sitting on the edge of your seat for the next one to follow.  Nancy was one of those heavyweights.

I’ve been listening to several of her songs since her passing, and I really couldn’t pinpoint one particular one as a starting point.  So, I decided to just go with the song that was her starting point.

Enjoy your weekend, and I’ll try to tidy the place up as I get back up on my feet.

Friday night jam session

It’s been a while since I’ve joined in a Friday Night music thread.  Hopefully, I won’t get called to the principal’s office for co-opting his shtick in the process tonight.

That said, I’m going to open up a jam session because I know this group loves music as much as we love to gab.  This weekend jam is dedicated to Jay Bookman because we wouldn’t be here without him.  I wouldn’t know you all had I not joined in commenting at the AJC.  I wouldn’t have this blog if I had not gotten pissed off with the lack of intelligent discourse there.  So forth and so on…

I’m sure I speak for many when I wish you well on your future endeavors, Jay.  If you write a book, you better have us all in there if you expect us to buy it too.  LOL!!

I was trying to come up with an appropriate song, and of course Johnny Paycheck and “Take This Job and Shove It” immediately came to mind.  I imagine the decision was amicable between Bookman and Cox Media, so I figured that wouldn’t be the best tribute song to choose.  While searching, I came across this duo, and I quit my search afterwards.  I thought I had a wide range in musical tastes, but Jay pushed me further out than where I thought I was.  I don’t know if I could find a better way to salute Bookman, so I’ll leave it at this tune here.  Enjoy.

A home for wayward souls

“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”–Alexander Graham Bell

Good friends are hard to come by, even harder when your primary connection is through the internet.  I can’t and won’t promise daily or multiple posts because my schedule may not allow it.  I will open my doors to friends and foes alike so that people can have a place to discuss whatever the hell they want to without the heavy hand of censorship smacking them down.  I haven’t written in a while, but it appears that the Grand Old Perpetual train wreck is providing ample fodder for discussion.

Feel free to pull up a chair, fix you a drink, and chat away.  The doors never close, and there are not very many questions that I won’t answer myself.  If you think you can insult or anger me, let met tell you now that you won’t succeed.  I am far too confident in myself and my abilities to allow someone to anger me over the internet.  If we’re face to face, then that’s a different ball of wax.


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Happy Birthday Dr. King

Haven’t done this in a while, but it’s time to get back into the swing of things.  Happy Birthday Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.  If you were still among us, you would be 89 years old today.

Image found via Twitter/John SLOPPY Selepes@SloppyJS

I will get back to writing down thoughts soon.  If you could sacrifice your life to give me the freedoms I have, I may as well push those freedoms to the max.  Thank you.