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Morning Art


Picture by Katsuhiro Otomo.

Beat of the Day


Work it out.

[Painting by conjunto universo via This Isn’t Happiness]

Morning Art



Let Me Finish…

These Michael Caine impressions are funny.

A Child Of The Century


The great Saturnino Orestes Arrieta, aka Minnie Minoso, is dead.

One of my favorite players in history, he was bona fide even if the Hall snubbed him.

Thank you, Papi.

Our Favorite Vulcan


Rest in Peace, Holmes.

Beat of the Day


Man, listen:

[Painting by Arturo Samaniego]

Taster’s Cherce


George Orwell on how to make a proper cup of tea. 

[Photo Credit: I Ate My Way Through]

World Famous


Okay, random question of the day: Who were the most Internationally famous athletes of the 20th Century? I’ve got Ruth, Ali, Pele and Jordan.

It doesn’t matter if people around the world knew or cared about baseball or boxing or basketball. Just that these guys were recognized as being famous.

Who else? Tiger, Lance? I don’t know anything about cricket and little about soccer–Maradona, perhaps?

Pre-WWII is harder to figure: Jesse Owens, Jack Johnson, Joe Louis? DiMaggio because of Marilyn–and even Hemingway? There’s no right answer, I’m just throwing it out there.

Whadda ya hear, whadda ya say?

Million Dollar Movie


Master Class. 

Taster’s Cherce


I know it’s not the weekend. Hell, it’s not even the morning. But still, Grandma Bercher’s Cinnamon Rolls look slammin’.

Food 52 wins again (and so do we).

New York Minute


Michael Daly’s got a story to tell. 

[Photo Credit: NYC Subway Rider]

Morning Art


Picture by Juan Eduardo Salas via MPD.

Beat of the Day


Shake Your Rump.

[Photo Via: Retrogasm]

42 Boxes

printers box

“There is a certain embarrassment about being a storyteller in these times when stories are considered not quite as satisfying as statements, and statements not quite as satisfying as statistics, but in the long run, a people is known, not by its statements or its statistics, but by the stories it tells.”–Flannery O’Connor

Our man Ken Arneson has a thoughtful and intriguing post over at his site. It’s involved and absolutely rewarding.

[Image Via: Toile in the Family]




I’ll never forget the number. Sports Phone. Man, I used to sneak calls as much as I could in the early-mid-Eighties. I had to sneak them because the calls were expensive and if too many showed up on the phone bill my ass was new mown grass. But still, in those days I’d do whatever I could to get an up-to-date score so the risk was worth it.

For a good time, head on over to Grantland and check out this history of Sports Phone by the talented Joe Delessio.

[Photo Via: No Mas]

Morning Art


Painting by Lee Price. 

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