A year-end list is a fool’s errand. The mere fact that I feel compelled to do one for public consumption is to give myself a level of self-importance which is completely unjustified. And you may notice I call my list “favorite” instead of “best". I believe that music is ultimately too subjective to call something... Continue Reading →
Happy 40th to the Most Iconic Song Ever
Boom-Boom-Clap! Boom-Boom-Clap! Forty years ago today, the most iconic song in popular music history – We Will Rock You – was released. There probably isn’t one second of the earth’s daily rotation that this song isn’t being played somewhere, from high school pep rallies, to football games at every level, basketball arenas, baseball stadiums and... Continue Reading →
Winedown Wednesday: Grocery Store Wines?
In a conversation with My Daughter Diandra some time ago, I used the phrase “Oh, you mean grocery store wine”, about which said Daughter thought I was throwing shade at her millennial budget sized choices in wine. While I don’t believe I was throwing shade, I do agree that on occasion that condescending eye-rolly thing... Continue Reading →
Bachelor In Paradise: Nine Finale Musings
Musing #1. Never have I heard about changing a Facebook Relationship Status so much in two hours. Nor did I think not changing said status would be a reason for breaking off a weeklong relationship. Maybe I’m old so I don’t understand the significance of this. Is it the equivalent of, “I like you but... Continue Reading →
I’m Here for Stupid. Send Back the Serious.
This time they went too far. The Bachelor franchise has always taken itself too seriously but at least they kept seriousness out of Bachelor in Paradise. Tonight, however, after an hour of as perfectly produced Paradise as possible perhaps for perpetuity, they decided to ruin a perfectly stupid show. Yes, after a lit hour of... Continue Reading →
Really Dean?
So tonight I’m going to resist my tendency to over-analyze everything – in this case Bachelor In Paradise because this is a show that defies serious analysis. It’s really meant to allow its incredulous-nuss[1] to simply waft over you like a cool Mexican summer coastal breeze or to be drunk in like one of Well’s... Continue Reading →
A Wedding in Paradise (but can I get my mayhem back?
Thank you, Chris Harrison. Once again, you reminded us that in Paradise all things are possible. I’ve seen basketball games last longer than the time it took for Carly to get a ring out of Evan last season and, yet, there we were with a High Def seat at their wedding. For the record, I’ve... Continue Reading →
