Labor Day

The Kiss of Death arrives in Madison

If you go into the break room of my workplace, you’ll see on the corkboard bulletin board there a list of company holidays. One of those days listed is Monday, February 21st, Presidents Day. If you showed up at my workplace that day, though, you wouldn’t have found it empty.

The regulating body which certifies our business is making its quadrennial visit this week and all employees must give up their holiday to be in the office. We also must eschew our normal business casual dress in favor of ties and jackets. Many of my colleagues have been working in a business casual environment for years and had to run out this weekend to buy appropriate attire.
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Eagles Diary – 2/19/2011

I’ve put this off as long as possible. I couldn’t bring myself to write an Eagles Diary entry after the Eagles got pummeled by the eventual Super Bowl champion Green Bay Packers.

Congratulations to the Packers and their fans. I’ll never say a great team won…all I’m willing to admit that if any team aside from the Eagles had to win the Super Bowl, the Packers are the least odious choice amongst many.
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Happy Birthday, Dutch

There was a time in this country when actors stuck to what they did best…entertaining. There was a time when actors and actresses didn’t expect you to hang on their every word about Sudan or global weirding/climate chaos/panic phrase de jour. Oddly enough, your Matt Damons, Janeane Garofalo’s and Alec Baldwins of the world can’t conceive of a time when liberal America said “What?? An actor as president??!?”
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The Pharoah’s Breath

Feel his icy hands…across the shifting sands….

That’s the first line of a song called “The Pharoah’s Breath” and you’ve probably never heard of it…just as you probably didn’t know it was supposed to appear on an album by the same name. That as yet unreleased hard rock album (yes, I still call them albums) will, I’m sure, revolutionize music once it sees the light of day. It’s a concept album…the concept being how many ridiculous songs my buddy Eric and I could write about ancient Egypt. The album contains such songs as “That’s Kharis” (an ode to the old school Mummy movies) and “Pretty Little Hatshepsut”. There are a couple other non-Egypt related songs on the album. “Deep Creek Dick” was written about a cousin of Sasquatch whose shambling presence haunts western Maryland. And then there’s a classy little funk ditty called “Don’t Make Me Bitch Slap You”.
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