The bees on the roof of the library are okay: š Spring is here and so are the bees (and new queen)! Did you know? Since April 2019, the Main Library's Green Roof has been home to two honeybee hives. Watch the bees live from the Green Roof and learn more ā”ļø https://t.co/OSYCDOCnlD pic.twitter.com/qPsUyOOVgY — @oakparklibrary (@oakparklibrary) May 2, 2020 A. Continue reading Not Everything Sucks
Roger Cohen, who like most of the New York Times has come to the conclusion that the president enjoys stirring shit and encouraging violence: Nobody foresaw what a pathogen about one-thousandth the width of an eyelash could trigger in a society where truth itself has been obliterated by President Trump, day after lying day. If he could deny the visible, like the number of people at his inauguration, imagine what he could do with the invisible. Or donāt imagine it, just look around. Trump, in a tweet last month, urges his tens of millions of followers to āLIBERATEā Virginia from … Continue reading I Don’t Know What To Tell You if You Are Still Surprised
Summer is slowly but surely returning to New Orleans. The first two weeks of May were blissfully temperate but summer’s cauldron has begun to boil. It’s unclear if it’s a Pepper Pot but you never can tell.
We had a serious thunderstorm in the wee small hours of Friday morning. I originally planned to put PD’s big ass box out with the trash but thought better of it. I wish I could claim second sight but I’m glad I didn’t have to scoop wet cardboard off the grass.
I did not know until googling information about this week’s theme song that Mentor Williams was Paul Williams’ kid brother. It’s unclear if Paul mentored Mentor in the songwriter’s craft but the older brother never wrote a song as good as Drift Away. Mentor W wrote it in 1970 and after several misfires it became a monster hit for Dobie Gray in the summer of 1973. One couldn’t escape its refrain:
“Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul.
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.”
We have two versions of Drift Away for your listening pleasure by Dobie Gray and my 13th Ward homies the Neville Brothers.
I know there was a hit version of the song in 2002. I refuse to post a video by anyone who spells cracker with a K. Take that, Uncle Kracker.
Let’s pay a visit to Disambiguation City with the Kinks hard rocking, Drift Away. It sounds nothing like Mentor W’s song but it’s a classic in its own right.
I hope your attention isn’t drifting away. If it is, the time is right to jump to the break.
Albert Collins meets Procol Harum and Van Morrison. Continue reading Friday Cocktail Hour: I Ain’t Drunk
Waving false flags with President* Pennywise. Continue reading Conspiracy Of Cretins
I don’t listen to talk radio so my exposure to Howard Stern has been somewhat limited over the years. I am, however, aware that the Impeached Insult Comedian used to bloviate on Stern’s show. Stern considers Trump a good radio … Continue reading Quote Of The Day: Howard Stern On Trumpers
A big ass box took up residence in our living room for a few days. Paul Drake turned it into his new home. Anyone surprised? I thought not. Continue reading Friday Catblogging: Big Box Boy
Today on Insomniac Theatre: The Beatles, Rosanne Cash, The Band, and Warren Zevon. Continue reading I’m Only Sleeping
Donald Trump is a fake tough guy; John Gleeson is the real deal. He’s the guy who got Gotti. Continue reading The Flynn Case: Shit Gets Even Weirder
She was hard to find, hard to get, hard to kill. Continue reading Pulp Fiction Thursday: A Bullet For Cinderella
Today On Insomniac Theatre: Frank Sinatra, Tim Finn, and Squeeze. Continue reading In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning
“The best policy is to declare victory and leave.” Continue reading Declaring Victory
Jazz saxophonist Art Pepper had a string of album titles that punned on his first and last names including Modern Art and The Art Of Pepper. The goofiest one, 1959’s Pepper Pot, produced this goofy cover by Armand Acosta. Mercifully, … Continue reading Album Cover Art Wednesday: Pepper Pot
These idiots resisting masks, these idiots screaming I WANT A HAIRCUT, these idiots just generally: āFREEDOM AINāT FREE! THESE COLORS DONāT RUN! RESPECT LAW AND ORDER!ā āSir, could you not go to Pizza Hut for a bit so your parents donāt die? You can still take it home and eat it there.ā āI AM HISTORYāS GREATEST VICTIM! NOW I KNOW TRUE PAIN.ā — Jason McGrath (@JasonMMcGrath) May 3, 2020 They were promised an end of the world they could shoot their way out of. They were promised an end of the world in which they were kings because they had … Continue reading This Wasn’t The Apocalypse They Were Promised
I have come to the conclusion that Slade is not fat. He’s SOLID. He is SUBSTANTIAL. He is made of muscle covered with fluff, and when I pick him up he’s less like a pillow than a rock. A silly, silly, silly rock. A. Continue reading Tuesday Catblogging
Safety first, New Orleans-style. Continue reading Image Of The Day: Bubble Wrap Edition
Today On Insomniac Theatre: Beatles, BNL, and 10cc. Continue reading I’m So Tired
Good morning, constant readers – before we get to the nitty-gritty, some suggestions for nom-de-virus-denial protest groups :
And yes, I know “Y’all Quaeda” isn’t a new one.
First up – No recom-Pence!
Katie Miller, Vice President Mike Penceās Press Secretary, Tests Positive For Coronavirus
Deadline ^ | May 8, 2020 | Ted JohnsonPosted on 5/8/2020, 1:52:10 PM by MinorityRepublican
President Donald Trump said that Katie Miller, Vice President Mike Penceās press secretary, tested positive for coronavirus.
Miller is married to Stephen Miller, one of Trumpās top advisers.
Earlier, White House Press Secretary Kayleigh McEnany confirmed on Friday that a member of Penceās staff tested positive for coronavirus, but she did not identify who it was.
āThere is a member of the vice presidentās team who is positive for coroanvirus,ā McEnany said. āWe have put in place the guidelines that our experts have put forward to keep this building safe.ā
Many more reporters were wearing face masks in the briefing room, a day after it was revealed that one of President Donald Trumpās personal valets tested positive for the virus. Trump and Pence took subsequent tests that came out negative, the White House said. On a call to Fox & Friends on Friday, Trump said that he was in the same room with the valet on Tuesday but does not recall any direct contact with the staffer, who is a member of the U.S. Navy.
That lightning just keeps striking all around The Darnold, does it not?
To: Sarah Barracuda
Whoās next. The big one?
3 posted on 5/8/2020, 1:54:42 PM by DIRTYSECRET (urope. Why do they put up with this.)
To: MinorityRepublicanSheesh…I am sure Stephen is in contact with Trump daily4 posted on 5/8/2020, 1:56:11 PM by RummyChick ( Yeah, it’s Daily Mail. So what.)
To: MinorityRepublicanWell, we do know that Pence doesnāt get alone or too close with female staff.
(Norman Bates voice) “A boy’s best friend is his mother.”
To: z3nMaybe time for masks? Do you want Pres Pelosi? because that is how you get…15 posted on 5/8/2020, 2:07:55 PM by Unassuaged (I have shocking data relevant to the conversation!)
To: MinorityRepublicanTrump and Pence need to be careful. They will look like fools if they get it.16 posted on 5/8/2020, 2:08:17 PM by plain talk
Continue reading “Today on Tommy T’s Obsession with the Freeperati – Covidiots edition”
Here are some numbers. My mother had me when she was 21 years old. I had my daughter when I was 38. For most of their lives, my mother lived six blocks away from her mother, who was 35 years old when my mother was born. Since I turned 17, I have never lived closer than 70 miles from my mom. This past fall I flew 800 miles to be at the wedding of a girl I love like my own daughter. I left my own daughter behind, in the care of my mother. For four days we were those … Continue reading Distance
Perhaps I should have used Zachary Richard’s Snake Bite Love as our theme songĀ while we were Festing In Place but I couldn’t let go of using Can’t Let Go last week. Besides, it’s never too late for a Zack Attack.
We have two versions of Snake Bite Love for your listening pleasure: the 1992 studio original and a 2009 live version from a Jazz Fest set I attended.
One more snake song before we slither to the break:
Ouch that hurt. Time to turn the virtual page.
Dinah meets Ella and Frank. Continue reading Friday Cocktail Hour: Drinking Again
Guilty plea? What guilty plea? Continue reading Barr-Flynn: Some Serious Banana Republic Shit
Supposedly cats in the wild never show their bellies. To say that Paul Drake is domesticated is an understatement. Continue reading Friday Catblogging: The Belly Chronicles
The Bee Gees meet the Smithereens and Eric Carmen. Continue reading Lonely Days
The Walking ID Walks. Continue reading Bayou Brief: Blast From The Past
Richard Bachman was Steven King’s pseudonym when he was an overly prolific young writer. It was all the rage: Continue reading Pulp Fiction Thursday: Rage
In which Adrastos reconsiders his views on the Vice Presidential nomination. Continue reading Veepstakes, High Stakes
This entry was inspired by a reader’s tweet in response to last week’s Dave Brubeck cover: That Brubeck cover is classic. This is pretty good, too. It's late '50s electronic music (incredible, by the way), commissioned by Philips Sound Labs … Continue reading Album Cover Art Wednesday: The Fascinating World Of Electronic Music
Mr. A is nesting. Mr. A, bless him, is always possessed of an endless list of things about our current domicile that annoy the living daylights out of him. The door squeaks. You have to kick that cabinet or it won’t close. The light switch doesn’t dim, or doesn’t dim properly. The local handyman and I exchange glances (from 6 feet away, masked) as he is explaining his projects: a label on every switch, motion-sensor lights, ceiling fans in every room. The handyman is there because, although Mr. A has a list of endless things to fix, he doesn’t trust … Continue reading Shelter
Genesis meets Peter Gabriel and Bruce Springsteen. Continue reading Invisible Touch