My daughter can’t stand live recordings of her favorite songs. For her, it’s studio versions or bust.
Man, we’re angry these days–and rightfully so, most of the time,
My granddad took that photo. I’m not sure where and when, but
Recently in a Facebook group that I run, someone posted a song that spurred an interesting conversation.
We’re born naked, and then we spend the rest of our lives making poor fashion choices.
I don’t think there’s much I can say about emotions. When they’re good they’re good,
May’s big holiday in the United States is Memorial Day. By design, it’s a very somber holiday: Memorial Day is when we remember the men and women who died in service to […]
Eating an elephant might be tough, but a playlist of elephant songs?
Futurists have worried about the rise of the machines at least as far back as the Greeks. The story of Icarus isn’t just one of hubris, but specifically hubris in the form […]
What’s the deal with The Deal?