My Sick Mind

Weather-wise, I got lucky. Mid-August evenings in this part of the world can be balmy, stormy or just plain hot. Saturday was cool and dry, and the only hot stuff was going on at the Mann Music Center with Nickel Creek and Fiona Apple on Saturday night. Nickel Creek is on some sort of a farewell tour and their friend Fiona is along for a genre-bending experience as she turns her angst-ridden tunes into angst-ridden bluegrass. In some ways, it makes perfect sense. Nickel Creek uses the lighter than air sound to convey serious and sometimes morbid thoughts and Fiona is sometimes just plain morbidly serious. On the surface, you'd think it wouldn't work, but in actuality, it works just fine. Nickel Creek's Chris Thile said, "I think people get confused about what makes a good collaboration." One would tend to want to put bluegrass bands with bluegrass bands and pop acts with pop acts, when in actuality it's the kind of musician, not the kind of music [that matters...

There's an old saw in the television business. When the going gets tough, bring in a kid. The Brady Bunch did it with Cousin Oliver. Lots of failing series go with the pregnant wife to drum up ratings and attract viewers. The World's Biggest Fraud, Donald Trump (well, one of the world's biggest frauds) is pumping up the cancelled/renewed The Apprentice by bringing in celebrities to compete next year. One can only hope that it costs him so much money that he once again has to declare bankruptcy. I'd tune in for that. I'd especially tune in if he and Rosie O'Donnell had a little baby Trump. Have I mentioned how sick I am of these "reality" shows? I did. Kitty-wise, it's a mixed bag. I've temporarily given up on the Renal diet, since he doesn't eat it, and hasn't in four days. Rather than have him waste away to nothing, I have given him his favorite Fancy Feast Ocean Fish, and he scarfed it down, proving that he hasn't lost either h...

It could also say, " Comment moderation has been enabled . Your eyes no longer work as designed ." I particularly love when the p's, q's and g's are right next to each other. Here's an idea: throw a couple of 6's in there. Bastards. Sometimes, when I'm really drunk I can read it, but I'm too drunk to type it, so I'm still screwed. Usually, if I nod my head up and down real fast the letters start to jump together. I can read it, but then I get dizzy and pass out, so I'm screwed again. BLOGGER: I'll take LIKE AN ANAL PROBE for $300, Alex. ALEX: The answer is: The average number of times that an English-speaking person has to type those letters in before the comment is enabled? BLOGGER: What are 4 anal probes? A LEX: Correct. Continue. Thanks. Hey, I ain't complaining [well, yes ... a little] because I understand why you do it. My gripe is with the Blogger guys, who can't figure out a better way to do that. At least the T...

Paula is 5 shots down going into the final round in Alabama today. Maybe it's me (it probably is) but I don't get this whole Borat thing. I understand that it's hip to do comedy that makes people look like jackasses - and even name the TV shows and movies such - but really, if this is the most creative thing we as a society can conjure, maybe it's time to go back to scrawling on the cave wall. Of course, owing to my credo of not seeing movies alone, I haven't seen this one. However, I will quote Tom Smothers, who once said, "I'm an American - I don't have to see something to know it's stupid." Earlier this week, Eagles quarterback Donovan McNabb introduced his new clothing line, called Super Five . That's OK, I guess, but during the news conferences that preceeded it, he said that the reason he was doing it was to "look out for his future" and take care of his family. The guy is in the middle of a 12-year contract that pays ...