Philosophical thought for the day comes from some pair of depression era happy boys. You gotta ac-cent-tchu-ate the positiveE-lim-i-nate the negativeAnd latch on to the affirmativeDon’t mess with Mr. In-BetweenYou got to spread joy up to the maximumBring gloom down to the minimumHave faith, or pandemoniumLiable to walk upon the scene
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Back when I was a young lad, maybe 50+ years ago, I was a huge Kurt Vonnegut fan. I had read the majority of his novels at the time. You know, Cat’s Cradle, Breakfast of Champions, Sirens of Titan, Player Piano, yada yada yada. I’d often discuss the novels with Sarah Grabowski, one of my
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Below you will find and enjoy observations that have passed through the mind of the TCOU during the recent past. Please read, enjoy, and immediately ignore. Thank you for your attention in this matter. John Cougar Mellencamp sounds like a made up name to me Sometimes just typing out a pissy thought and then erasing
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Tonight I was knocking down a few glasses of my new favorite cabernet. My good friend Joe G turned me on to a bottle I had never tried before. I had always thought that cheap wine was terrible wine, but apparently I was misinformed. As it turns out, this new bottle is a very fine
Listening to Wolf Blitzer’s heroic report of his time at the catastrophic Correspondence Dinner where he ate a delicious salad, lost a shoe, couldn’t find the bathroom, and got knocked to the ground by the very attractive and extremely jacked law enforcement. My mind drifts back to the very first days of Songdoggy.com, when I
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Long ago in a place far far away on a dark and stormy night, there was a skinny tawny haired boy sitting in his room crying. No one knew why he was crying, but cry he did. And then without any advance notice, there appeared a bright light. Not the kind of typical bright light
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Recently, my beloved cat, Bootsy Collins, had to be put down due to a long stream of ailments that I don’t care to list. The veterinarian and a technician came to my place and I held Bootsy while he was put to rest. I am still haunted by the imagined look of betrayal in his
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Just had my yearly with my personal physician. I was very concerned about my multitudinous aches, pains, and nighttime emissions, but he sez I am in perfect health and should just keep doing whatever I am doing. I have never held up my behavior as a model of good health practices, as there have been,
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Listening to George W now giving his Eulogy for Dick. It’s strange now that I miss the kinder gentler age of those two guys versus the shit show we now endure. I cannot imagine a time in which I will look back fondly on the current group of satanic rascals we now have in charge,
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A Banjo Player, a Harmonica Player, a Bagpipe Player, and an Accordion Player Walk Into a Bar… It sounds like the setup to a bad joke—and maybe it is—but what happens next depends on who’s buying the first round. The banjo player, of course, orders a Pabst Blue Ribbon because irony is a musical virtue.