Category: Pointless blather

  • Two from Mr. Sumner

    If you’ve ever “been there”, some songs truly need no explanation. IMO these are two such songs.

     

     

     

    If you’ve never “been there” with respect to the first song, consider yourself a truly lucky individual.

    If you can’t identify with the latter tune in some way . . . you have my sympathy.

     

    Author’s Note:  yes, the article’s title is correct.  Sting’s given name is “Gordon Matthew Thomas Sumner”.

  • Three From Bob

    Had connectivity and a few minutes time, and today’s Sunday. But DPAA doesn’t seem to have accounted for anyone new during the past few days – so you’re getting this “walkabout” instead.

    Read on at your own risk. At least this time it’s short. (smile)

    . . .

    During the 1970s, many in the media anointed some guy named Springsteen from Ashbury Park, NJ, as next the “great American singer” and the “voice of his generation”. Seriously.

    Now, Mr. Springsteen is indeed talented.  And for those unfortunate enough to be from the Northeast, maybe he does speak for them.  Maybe.

    But regarding speaking for the rest of America . . . eh, no.  In that case IMO the media had their head firmly inserted up their 4th point of contact (as usual) and were also showing their East Coast bias.

    Because for the rest of America, IMO a different singer was the voice of that time and generation.  His work – not Springsteen’s – more closely captured the feelings and concerns of America during the 1970s and 1980s.

    That man was named Bob Seger.

    Here are three of the man’s best. All deal with universal subjects. And I’m guessing the last two will resonate particularly strongly with anyone who’s served in the military.

    Enjoy.

     

     

     

     

    Twenty years now, where’d they go . . .

  • And The Road Goes On Forever . . .

    Just thought I’d check in again from the road.

    No, the road doesn’t really go on forever.  But lately it certainly seems that way.

    But the scenery does sometimes compensate.

     

    Y’all take care.

  • Two From Mr. Z

    Here are two by the late Warren Zevon. They somehow seemed apropos for a cold winter Sunday morning.

    The songs roughly “bookend” Zevon’s popular music career. The first is from his second album (the first one to see commercial success) in 1976. The second is from his final album, released roughly 2 weeks before his death from cancer in 2003.

    Both concern situations we’ve all likely experienced, either directly or through observation of someone close. If you’ve recently lost someone close, you might want to give the second tune a pass. Ditto the first if you’re currently having issues with someone you care about.

    Should you choose to listen to either or both, you might want to have a tissue handy.

    Zevon was known for being one of popular music’s out-of-control “wild men” during the 1970s, the era of “sex & drugs & rock & roll”. Much of his work then (and later) concerned harsh – and sometimes, dark – subjects. But he was also an incredibly astute chronicler of the human condition.

    And he was talented as hell.

    Rest in peace, Mr. Z. Gone far too soon.

  • No Rewind Button

    Just thought I’d do a quick check-in. Many thanks to all (DH, Ex-PH2, PT, and TSO) for holding down the fort while Jonn was under the weather and I wasn’t available to help.

    I heard this while on the road for the first time in a while. It somehow seems apropos. It’s a lovely song – even if the accompanying video’s imagery is IMO a bit overdone and heavy-handed.

    IMO, it’s also damn good advice. Sometimes each of us forgets three things:

    (1) you can’t change a damn thing about the past;

    (2) many things happen in life that are beyond your control; and

    (3) you can get through damn near anything if you can keep your wits about you and remember to pause . . . and breathe.

     

     

    I’m hopeful that things will settle down and allow a return to whatever passes for “normal” in terms of contributions here in another month or so. Till then, my contributions will likely be sporadic and infrequent.

    And yeah, IDC SARC – we know you’d hit it.  (smile)

  • What is it now?

    What is it now?

    I am still trying to figure out exactly what this was all about yesterday.   I wanted one of these so bad I was about to reach out and grab one.  I failed to snatch one, but it would have made a great gift for TSO and that Brady chick after tonight’s invasion by the Steelers Nation.  In any event, I think maybe I am now supposed to be “Aware” of some horrible injustice going on in America.  Someone asked me to pick my favorite sign from the event but honestly I couldn’t find one I could call cogent.  Something about no more free razors stands out, but as a Jarhead I am used to staring at things I do not understand.

    Jonn is almost multi-syllabic.   Yesterday I nearly got a complete  sentence out of him.  I think he is moving up to soft foods this week.  If Mr. warm and fuzzy doesn’t get his shit together soon, I am going to ask Cher to send him a hat.

    Enjoy your Sunday…sending condolences to TSO in advance.

  • Where’s Hondo? Thanks for Asking.

    I’ve received word that some regular TAH commenters are wondering about me.

    Now, I understand that the phrase “I really wonder about (name) sometimes” has on occasion been used by others talking about me in the past.  (smile)  But in this latest case, I do appreciate the concern. Thanks.

    Nothing drastic or bad has happened.  I’ve simply been “hair on fire” busy and out of pocket as a result.  It looks as if that will continue to be the case for a while – probably for a few more weeks.  But it shouldn’t continue permanently.

    And, for the record:  our “good friends” from the Definitely Really Great/Monumentally Fine and Amazingly Honorable (DRG/MFAH) group we all “know and love” have nothing whatsoever to do with what’s going on.  What’s keeping me busy is completely unrelated to those      jerks      fine individuals.

    Sometimes reality simply has demands that none of us can sidestep and which won’t wait.  Like everyone else on Earth, “Hondo only pawn in game of life.”

    Merry Christmas, all.

  • Yer “Humpday” Funny: Gettin’ the Important Things Clean

    Provided with three preface comments:

    1. Use care when viewing. The clip is likely NSFW and inappropriate around prudes, clergy, or small children.
    2. I’d recommend you put down any liquids you might be drinking – and swallow anything you might be eating – before viewing this clip.
    3. Not responsible for sore sides or dirty looks from those around you due to raucous laughter.

    Without further ado: the infamous Axe Detailer infomercial. Enjoy.

     

    I have to hand it (no pun intended) to all the participants in that video  for being able to pull that off with a straight face.  (smile)

     

    Author’s Note: No, the video’s not a joke. It apparently was an actual infomercial-type ad by Axe for the product named back around 2010. It was reportedly banned (or maybe voluntarily pulled from TV by Axe) after complaints that it was too suggestive and/or sexist.