Meh, let it come. The real adjustment is long overdue, and frankly, starting from scratch — once we tar, feather, and chase from polite society all those who presumed to “manage” the global financial system — might just be the best thing for us. And yes, my wife and I are resigned to the fact that our 401K is as good as gone.
Just wish I had invested in gold, is all.
(h/t before it’s news)
Yup. And as long as you’ve got food and ammo, you’ll be fine.
Well, the markets might collapse, but at least the government didn’t default!
Geez, why ya gotta always miss the silver lining!?
Just wish I had invested in gold, is all.
If Te-OHT Waw-Ki comes, and Teh Shit really hits the fan, being invested in gold won’t help you. In the first place, Uncle Sam will confiscate all of it they can lay there hands on. In the second place, even if your ingot is hidden under the loose floorboard in the back closet, you’re going to have a hard time trading it for anything you can really use. Like bullets.
So melting it down and casting ball out of it is right out then?
I haven’t contributed to my 401K for two years, because I figured I’d rather have the money lose value in my own bank account, where at least I can use the bux to buy canned goods and toilet paper while dollars are still worth something and there’s still something on the store shelves to buy. Shares? HA! Vaporware!
Look: I started having a nagging feeling in December 2004 that the U.S. economy was going to suffer a catastrophic failure, anticipating Glenn Beck by at least a year. I had no reason to think that the economy was anything but sound; I just kept envisioning a bubble collapsing, and because I’m a pessimist by nature, it was easy to believe.
So I’ve been thinking in terms of avoiding bad purchases for several years, e.g., I can’t sell a big house or expensive car if everyone else is broke, too.
Of course, my pantry will likely be looted within hours of the stores running out of food, but at least I can be smugger than thou while we starve to death.
buckshot in the face tends to discourage that kind of behavior Di.
Ernst
Buckshot only works if you are allowed to have a gun and ammo when the leaders declare an emergency.
#8 – Darleen, I suspect whatever phrase Carolians use in lieu of the Greek “Molon Labe” is being mumbled, uttered, hissed, spat and growled rather alot lately.
I am sort of glad I work for the Swiss right about now. Of course, if they see North America as unsuitable, that could change. But ths is the same company that has offices in Ukraine, Bolivia, etc. I sure hope we don’t sink that low.
Jeff – I refuse to even look at my 401(k)…I am trying to remain upbeat. I figure my military pension will get gutted “for fairness”. That leaves my Swiss Insurance Behemoth pension…maybe they will pay in gold francs…
A market collapse will probably not bring anarchy. The poor are the most likely to riot, and they won’t even notice it.
Still, I should buy more canned food.
Darleen,
I heard about that bit of jackassery in North Carolina. Thank you democrats for giving the Republicans an issue going into next year’s state elections.
If I were in No. Car., I’d abide by the law, for today and tomorrow anyways. And if anarchy breaks out after that, I’d be carrying openly on my front porch.
In Di’s scenario, however, the cops (presumably) aren’t there to keep the looters out of her pantry, and I’d shoot them in the face too.
This is all theoretical of course.
Because guns are big and scary and hurt children and other living things –which is why I don’t own any, and if I did own any, once upon time before I got enlightened by compassion, I sold them after my epiphany.
and donated the money to a progressive cause
naturally
LTC & Ernst
What is so mind-numbingly dumb about that “law” is that during a declared emergency, you actually want CCW permit holders, hunters and other law-abiding gun owners to have their guns on ’em because of the emboldened lawless thugs and looters.
Sheesh … looters live for evacuation orders. Last round of fires in So Cal, my sister’s BFF and her husband were ordered to evacuate their rather up-scale neighborhood. He just got this gut feeling to go back and check on the house (the fire had paused) and caught two people in a van in his driveway loading up stuff from his house … he actually was armed and was able to hold ’em until the police arrived.
I’m surprised your sister’s husband wasn’t arrested for having a loaded firearm.
I think the kind of “emergency” envisioned by the makers of this law is of the peasant revolt kind, Darleen.
That, and they wanted something on the books enabling them to override the concealed carry law.
buckshot in the face tends to discourage that kind of behavior Di.
I can’t throw or spit hard enough to leave a mark.
Gold is soft. I bet it would smear itself along the inside of your barrel, and not even take a spin.
Probably would be quite attractive, though.
Then a 410 or 20 guage loaded with birdshot.
It’s the in the face part that demoralizes the rest of the mob.
I think the fear of being blinded might be greater than the fear of getting shot.
I saw the North Carolina governor speaking on tv and funny thing, her mouth had the shape of that Joker character in the Dark Knight, like it had been sliced from the corners up through her cheeks and sewn back together. But surely this is only an accident of physiological happenstance and reflects nothing on the lady herself.
OT, but not really. Here’s something that will brighten the heart:
Me, I like the standing cello players.
I’ve long wanted to hear the Bolero played live in reverse, just to find out.
That flash mob orchestra was quite cool.
As my brother’s gun dealer said, “You can’t knock over a liquor store with gold.” Words to live by.
find out what sdferr?
If it makes another kind of sense, one that holds together in a similar fashion to the ordinary forward arrow of the original I guess Ernst. Beginning in a big blast of sound and energy and diminishing to its least element at the end, I suppose.
Is anyone else getting real tired of hearing the lamentations of a wunch of bankers day in and day out? They’d better hope they’re at home in Connecticut (motto: “The middle C is silent!”) when the bottom drops out, because they’ll never get out of Manhattan in one piece.
Uh-oh. Isn’t that Mayan for “12/21/2012″…?
Re North Carolina, I read somewhere that while CCW is prohibited in the SoE area, open carry supposedly remains unregulated. Can anyone confirm?
wow di, thanks! I loved that!
Uh-oh. Isn’t that Mayan for “12/21/2012?…?
I thought it was Navajo for Götterdämmerung myself.
I thought it was Korean for “FUCK that HURT”
OT: I just got that Cold Steel Bowie that was on sale at Amazon on Tuesday. It was as advertised, the “good” one at the low price.
I used that new knife to KILL THE THREAD!
DEATH THREAT!!
And now to bring us all back down, again, a good interview with Steyn by John Hawkins. Even after reading his book and hearing/reading several other interviews on Steyn’s book tour, I found this interview informative.
I guess the thread was only mostly dead.
Can I cut down a tree with this knife? Yes, yes I can.
state police getting into the action
Link
That knife is awesome. I have a few knives, but none of them has a backbone as thick as the Recon Scout. The only knife I have that’s as sharp is a Buckmaster my father bought me 25 years ago. I doubt it’s as sturdy as my new one.
make sure it’s a cherry tree;
I cannot tell a lie: I’ma cut down everything I can find.
If the market is about to crash, the Feds should step in and take over all 401K’s to protect people from themselves.
If bankers knew there would be a market crash they’d get short and rub their hands together while employing their evil laugh.
General rule of thumb: when people predict shit that they could get impossibly rich on, consider the fact that there are quite few impossibly rich investors.
snow hoochie rising
Link
This reminds me of zerohedge.
QE3? They bought the Goldman memo even though Bernanke said otherwise that same day. Then it was gonna be announced at Jackson Hole. Didn’t happen. Now? Next time for sure.
They should try trading like that.
We’re to remember the times they’re right and forget the times they’re wrong. And forget the fact that they implicitly declare they have the sort of insight that a firm would gladly pay $150-$200 million a year for but they’ve made the astoundingly altruistic decision to run a website for ad revenue.
Saints, I guess.
Call me when a Flash Mob performs Das ring der nibelungen at Wanamaker’s. Ravel’s Bolero – bah.
/curmudgeon off
Here’s a simple one (ha!). Cape Hatteras lighthouse is just now about 1,800ft. from the waterline (using GoogleEarth) measured on the perpendicular. Here comes a hurricane. After next Tuesday, will it be nearer or farther from the water’s edge? (Bonus points for correctly predicted measures within +/- 5 ft) Ok, shorelinespecialologists, go.
I often use the same analogy between weather and markets as complex systems, sdferr.
Shorelines generally move inland over time, markets generally move up over time.
Beyond that? Professionals make money by pretending confidence and charging a fee (whether fund managers or ad revenue supported writers for the Telegraph or zerohedge). If you’re good, you’re right just over half the time but collect fees either way.
goddammit bh! stop being such a killjoy with your fucking eurocentric patriarchal enlightenment paradigm “logic.”
The Visigoths are at the Gates!!!!
The world’s a Capitol One commercial and ima find out what’s in your wallet!
Heh, force of habit, Ernst.
I constantly have to write memos for clients when they get spooked one way or another by some press release or news article.
Sometimes it’s hard to explain how sure I am that other people don’t necessarily “know something” or “have the inside scoop” while still pretending that I am a font of wisdom and knowledge. Well, actually I’m actively terrible at it. Sales poison.
You mean you’re not? I am crestfallen.
Down here a hurricane sometime back (I think it was H. Donna in ’60) came through and ripped a cut between Sanibel and Captiva Islands called Blind Pass — nice little cut it was too, with tons of water moving between the back bay and the gulf with every tide: it was a great place to go fishing for lazy-assed snook who like to sit and wait for the baitfish to come to them with the forced water. But anyhow, over the course of decades the Pass silted up and finally was shut closed altogether, until 2004 when H. Charley came along and ripped it open again (I haven’t been out there recently, but it seems to me I’ve heard it’s slowly filling in again, and of course, people want government to intervene to keep it open. Jobs!).
This, only by way of suggesting another insanely complex system guessing game to play, namely, where’s the new inlet into the Sound and back bays of the Outer Banks going to be, or will there be none at all?
Bh is underselling his skillz.
Heh, tell me about it, cranky. I wasn’t necessarily hoping for omniscience but I was at least hoping I’d be able to remember where my keys are half the time.
Well, I wouldn’t say that I drool on myself, JD, but I can personally attest to the fact that I’m not writing these comments from my own personal island while running a $200 billion fund that is best known for beating the S&P for twenty straight years.
Ravel’s Bolero – bah.
Dude. What other piece of music lends itself so well to starting with a mere snare drum, violin, and flute, then the clarinet and a few cellists wander in, followed by bassists and more woodwinds and more violins and the brass section and suddenly all the first and second violins are there, and before you know it, someone’s dragged in A FREAKING HARP AND KETTLEDRUMS!
I ASK YOU!
Besides, Wagner is Nazi bait, you racist.
Professionals make money by pretending confidence and charging a fee
I thought the point of hiring a broker was, “You take care of it; I don’t have the stomach for the rolly coaster.”
it would be cool if noted piece of shit obamawhore Warren Buffett lost his ass on bank of america
other than that I don’t really see the upside
“Ravel’s Bolero”
you be acting white
The middle section of Britten’s YPGttO, starting with the piccolo and flutes, running through to the end. But then that means skipping the introductory justification of such a magnificent piece of music, Purcell’s contribution from Abedelazar, which, that’s just wrong. So, Ravel it is.
“other than that I don’t really see the upside”
Buffett’s Dairy Queen to expand into Egypt, Macau
That is, this.
Can’t tell if you’re kidding or not.
My people tend to distrust brokers because half of them can’t figure out the correct tip if you handed them a calculator. You learn this while interning for minimum wage in college. I worked for one guy who sold annuities without ever quite understanding what they were.
Some of them are awesome on the phone though.
From the Steyn interview di posted above:
Mighty darned OUTLAW! for a Canadian!
“That is, this.”
rich white people
can white folks be proud? or should we be concerned about the hurt muslim feelings of farting in affagistan? i’ll consult my pc/commie guide on white privilege.
My problem with that Palin piece newrouter linked is that it’s always our guys (and gals too now) who are polarizing, which is poli-sci geek speak for “divisive.”
I don’t see what’s so unifying about taking money from party A so party B can use it to help party C continue to wallow in his own shortcomings and we’re all supposed to feel good about how fair we are.
What are you talking about “rich white people” newrouter? I’m not rich in any conventional sense, never have been and don’t expect to be, yet somehow the best music I know is supposed to belong only to the rich white people? (Do you have any idea how much the Japanese eat this stuff up?) Really, you should give it a rest.
is “it’s a black thing” dog whistle for being an idiot? do chavs rock your world? being stupid is down right being progg.
Scorpions – Rock You Like A herman cain
“Really, you should give it a rest.”
ax baracky’s preacher about “rich white people” and get back to me about eric holder and the new black panthers and cupcakes.
if I were a rich white person I would listen to nicki minaj in my mercedes on my way to pilates class and then on the way home I would listen to npr
Nimrod.
mr. ernst,
“And, most likely, we’ll wind up both more dependent on government and more on our own than ever”
dude’s saying outlaw. the parasites won’t like that such as the “education” folks.
If I was a rich white person I’d go with you if you agreed to stop for frozen yogurt afterwards and I’d maybe hint that my hybrid Lexus was surprisingly fuel efficient.
To make you feel bad about your Mercedes because I’m sorta jealous about it.
fro-yo you know it!
Proms 2009.
Were they proud?
please remember that: “rich white people” don’t include: warren buffet, george soros, barbra streisand, al gore, bill clinton, nancy pelosi teresa heinz/kerry et al. they luvs the “arts” of npr
What are you talking about “rich white people” newrouter? I’m not rich in any conventional sense, never have been and don’t expect to be, yet somehow the best music I know is supposed to belong only to the rich white people?
The dude’s a deadhead and clearly has no clue about the demographics of this silly avocation. Also, he likes Thelonius Monk whose patron was a fricken Rothschild.
Stupid question, maybe, “Proms”? What’s that, sdferr?
“Were they proud?”
have you seen the wonderful drumming talent in zimbabwea
Proms wiki. It’s an annual thing for a hundred years now. And I guess every year they end by singing Jerusalem together, which all in all for my taste, is a pretty awesome musical event. Here’s the ’99 rendition.
There are a couple of other countries that like to sing especially I think. One of the Baltics, Estonia is it? And Wales is gung-ho I’m told.
Fro-yo from Orange Leaf is becoming a daily stop for me.
“Also, he likes Thelonius Monk whose patron was a fricken Rothschild.”
as a dickhead i would say that the last people i would look to for cultural/white rich people “support”(there’s a better term somewhere)from a ruling class that imported muslims to destroy their own society. it is like listening to the band on the titantic til the very end. prost!
The Singing Revolution, yes, Estonia.
Ahhh, thanks, sdferr. Never heard it used outside of its US high school usage before.
You know what’s better than frozen yogurt? Unfrozen yogurt, that’s what.
“Also, he likes Thelonius Monk ”
oh shoot me for liking him rather than tupac.
fro-yo is tasty but you can only pick from the 8-calorie an ounce ones and then you can’t have a topping unless maybe toasted coconut or red bean paste but no you can’t have crumbled oreos or butterfingers on it
fro-yo has rules and you have to follow them
I wanted to get a frozen yogurt for the first time in a decade because Larry David ate some rather than giving it to a dying dog. That means it’s really, really tasty, I think. Probably way tastier than I remember.
It’s at these moments I realize that advertising might actually work on me whether I’m willing to admit it or not.
oh shoot me for liking him rather than tupac.
Tupac didn’t have an evil baroness paying his bills. Thelonious = rich white people music = you should apologize to sdferr.
i want to hear from the kurds
It was Pinkberry, btw, ‘feets. You can probably get that in your zone.
It’s so good that you’d steal it from a dying dog. (I kept wondering if that was a paid product placement.)
Laulupidu 2011
Is Beethoven rich white people music?
Bach? Handel?
What about Gerschwin or Copland?
“Thelonious = rich white people music = you should apologize to sdferr.”
sdferr i apologize that i found mr. monk’s piano playing of interest even though i’m not a rich white person like kerry/heinz. it is where you float your boat that counts.
I don’t think I’ve seen that many blond people collected in one place.
there is a pinkberry in my zone by the trader joes but it’s right next to the 8-cal an ounce place
that is my dilemma
“Is Beethoven rich white people music?”
is being a loser being an “idiot black people”? some of them are but all? see darleen’s post. i don’t understand acting “white”. acting “black” is what? stupid? seems that way. but i denounce myself for being a “racist”. thank allah and his tribe.
That’s hilarious, sdferr. I honestly just spent the last five minutes checking out the demographics of Estonia. No kidding.
The women are uniformly hot. It’s frightening.
“The real adjustment is long overdo”
I think you mean it’s overdue, as in it should have happened quite some time ago. Or did you mean that the adjustment will be overdone?
Just trying to get the lay of the land, musically speaking.
I also like Big Band era jazz/swing, 80s pop/rock (it’s a generational thing) and Mannheim Steamroller (& not just their Christmas stuff). My favorite piano piece is Moby’s “God Moving Over the Face of the Waters.”
I’m either eclectic or confuzzled.
Holy shit, Batman!!!!!
If you like that, you might also like this Bartok. (They’re both sad songs about kids drowning as best I can tell. Music theory! is like Science! to me.)
Interblog h/t to sdferr. I’ve probably put that song on a loop 100 times now while working after he linked it.
Yikes, intrablog. This is getting out of hand now.
They’re both sad songs about kids drowning as best I can tell.
Damn. And all this time I thought it was about Robert Di Niro dying and Al Pacino feeling sad about putting three .45 slugs into his chest.
This Isamaa ilu hoieldes is evidently anthemic to the revolution. It is kind of compelling in its way, especially when the blond girls are the purveyors. But then there’s the cheese of Punk laulupidu spoiling the mood.
Heh. I’m pretty sure Heat was an allegory about drowning children, Ernst. Just like that movie about playing chess with Death in Sweden.
Oh yeah, here’s an 80’s pop song that I listen to a great deal now because someone here linked it. Intrablog h/t JD.
Thus endth my little game. I have no pw linked songs for swing or Mannheim Steamroller that I’ve become attached to.
Link
You’re going to have to start working some Churchill into your repertoire, newrouter.
Newrouter is my kind of link spammer. He’s focused and he has an evergreen vault. Sort of the opposite of Joe and Dicentra who like to share every last thing they’ve read that day.
I think you mean it’s overdue,
Jeff is the king almighty of homonym confusion, so if the spelling doesn’t make sense in the context, go with the other one.
As for musix, I’ve been enjoying Duane FM lately. What’s Duane FM? It’s a feature available to subscribers to the Hughniverse. Duane Patterson is Hewitt’s producer, and every Sunday he uploads a three-hour set of eclectic music, often thematically grouped, e.g., for July 4th, the first hour contains songs with the word “red” in the title, the second with the word “white,” and then “blue.” Here’s the playlist for that week:
Courtesy Of The Red, White & Blue – Toby Keith
Red Star – Third Eye Blind
Red Rubber Ball – The Cyrkle
Red Hill Mining Town – U2
Red Skies – The Fixx
Red Meets Blue – Matt Wertz
Red Dirt Road – Brooks & Dunn
Red Sector A – Rush
The Red Plains – Bruce Hornsby & The Range
99 Red Balloons – Nena
Deep Red Bells – Neko Case
Red – Elbow
Songs In Red And Gray – Suzanne Vega
Red Ragtop – Tim McGraw
Red, White & Blue – Lynyrd Skynyrd
White Wedding – Billy Idol
Nights In White Satin – Moody Blues
White Flag – Dido
White Noise – Josh Turner
City Of Black And White – Mat Kearney
White Rabbit – Jefferson Airplane
White Shadows – Coldplay
Black And White – Sarah McLachlan
Long White Cadillac – Dwight Yoakam
White Bird – It’s A Beautiful Day
White Houses – Vanessa Carlton
White Room (Live) – Eric Clapton
Play That Funky Music White Boys – Wild Cherry
Blue Sky Mine – Midnight Oil
Blue Hotel – Chris Isaak
Tangled Up In Blue – Bob Dylan
Suite: Judy Blue Eyes – Crosby, Stills & Nash
Goodbye Blue Sky – Pink Floyd
Mr. Blue Sky – Electric Light Orchestra
Jackie Blue – Ozark Mountain Daredevils
True Blue – Madonna
One Blue Sky – Sugarland
Blue – The Thorns
Blue Jean – David Bowie
Midnight Blue – Lou Gramm
Blue – The Verve
When The Stars Go Blue – The Corrs with Bono
A week or so after the music is posted, he posts the playlist with links to where you can buy each song on Amazon MP3 downloads.
He was a freelance DJ in an earlier life, so he’s got lots of deep cuts and rarities. And stuff I’ve never heard, having stopped listening to top 40 in the 90s. And as he says, you’d never hear his kind of mix on commercial radio, it being all balkanized by genre and stuff.
So I’ve spent about $150 so far acquiring new stuff plus old stuff I’d forgotten about, and I’ve only listened to about 15% of the 95 sets currently online.
If nothing else, it gives me something to do while tweezing mso- tags from my HTML.
Sort of the opposite of Joe and Dicentra who like to share every last thing they’ve read that day.
1. Heh.
2. You should see what I leave out. On second thought, no you shouldn’t.
His answer to all of this misery? He tries to tell us that we are “only” in a recession, not a depression, as if definitions—words–relieve our suffering.
Let it show on the record that when the American people cried out for economic help, Jimmy Carter took refuge behind a dictionary. Well if it’s a definition he wants, I’ll give him one. A recession is when your neighbor loses his job. A depression is when you lose yours. Recovery is when Jimmy Carter loses his.
They don’t write speeches like they used to, do they? Is that Peter Robinson’s work? He’s the one what wrote the “tear down this wall” speech, and unlike many former DC insiders, he actually gets it.
It’s funny because I was about to say something on di’s behalf when I walked back upstairs but then she was all cool with the 1. and 2. rolling with the joke.
This is the right and proper way to deal with someone busting your balls.
Unless you’re busting my balls. In which case you’re 1. a monster, 2. too stupid to get my subtle nuance and 3. will be unmourned by any remaining family when you finally get your well-deserved comeuppance.
I’ve noticed musics I grew up with and never heard used in commercials starting to show up now, though on account of the time-limited format of advertizing, necessarily bastardized. So, take the pizzicato, Assez vif, Très rythmé 2nd mvmnt of Ravel’s String Quartet: a 45 sec. chunk of it’s in an ad for a genealogical service. And the Shostakovich Waltz no. 2 popped up in something or other a few days ago.
This is a good thing, I think. Our better cultural artifacts don’t have to be hidden from everyday contact.
1. I don’t have any balls to bust. I checked.
2. I’m supposed to be insulted by something you people say?
3. I was wondering just today how well my occasional links to Twitter topics are received, and then decided I didn’t give a rip. What, you’re being charged for my comments?
4. I’ve got a touch of Asperger’s (ergo “half-asped”), so I don’t have the socio-linguistic skills to
careunderstand when I’ve been insulted.I’ll bet Bob Reed is one tuckered out son-of-a-gun about now. Hope to heck everything is okay with him and his.
Our better cultural artifacts don’t have to be hidden from everyday contact.
Someone needs to pick up the slack now that we don’t have Chuck Jones providing “What’s Opera Doc” or Victor Borge playing Lizt’s Second Hungarian Rhapsody with the dog on The Muppet Show.
Hey, is that on Netflix?
::looks::
Oh hells yes! IN DA Q!
Dayum. Criminal Minds has been filming at night all week, wrapping around 3 or 4 am. (The makeup people keep us tweeps up to speed.)
(See, this is normally the kind of thing I decide not to post here, but now that the topic has been broached…)
1. Your balls are like the drowning kid in Heat or the drowning kid in that Swedish chess movie, di.
2. I’m just happy you’re not giving me a hard time for my complete inability to write standard English.
3. Dave Burge just twittered that he hates that endearing fellow from Criminal Minds. Now you give a rip. Rip given. By you.
4. Yes, that’s exactly what a psychopath would say if they wanted to develop a cover story.
5. It’s poor form to use invisible ink in internet comments. Regardless, no, I don’t think Uncle Jesse should have gotten a spin-off show.
I’m appalled that bh suggested that you have a distinctly male anatomical feature, dicentra. I hope that he’s more perceptive before mounting livestock.
I believe that teasing is word he was looking for, before he revealed that so much of what we hear about the University of Chicago is true.
You’ve gone too far this time, Mr. Froman!
How dare you, sir! How dare you!
The daring, how?
Oh yeah, hey bh, that Elbows tune? It was in the last episode of In Plain Sight a couple of weeks ago, leading into the big shootout sequence toward the end.
It’s the kitten peering through the ceiling which gives me the daring. Not even a crowned sausage that looks like a penis fears that poor bewildered little bugger.
I sometimes wonder who chooses the music, sdferr. TV shows, commercials, all that.
Wouldn’t necessarily want to have that job but they’d be a cool friend to have. Would always have a few new songs for you to listen to when they came over.
Ceiling cat is a bit like a more perverted Holy Spirit.
He’s seen things. He knows what’s up.
Fear him.
My sentiments to the t. Grifters bh, we’re just a couple of cultural grifters on the make.
What has been ceilinged cannot be unceilinged.
Or something.
Iowahawk – rawks.
Dave Burge just twittered that he hates that endearing fellow from Criminal Minds. Now you give a rip. Rip given. By you.
Enough given to check. To be sure. That he didn’t. And now I don’t have to choose.
Which reminds me that I was looking over my favorited tweets yesterday and nearly choked laughing on this gem of his:
I hope you all enjoyed that as much as I did.
Also, ceiling cat is actually wall cat with the photo flipped 90°.
And now the rip is given by YOU.
#105
bh,
I thought I was about the only human alive who loves Bartok.
Way cool, my friend.
TLD
The tweet came from Burge, not from the CM guy. I didn’t make that clear.
I like Bartok. I actually liked the Bartok piano piece I had to learn back in the day, though that’s not a high bar to clear.
If you want to know about my piano-lesson days, envision what happens when you put a leash on a cat.