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Lou Reed is dead.

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Sad news. Read this.

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Sundazed Soul

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Clap Your Hands Now.

“Already Been in the Water”–In Memory of Stella Burke

[Painting by George Wesley Bellows]

Home in the Heartland

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Game Three, St. Louie. Says here the Sox take this one.

Hoping I’m wrong.

Never mind nuthin’:

Let’s Go Cards!

[Photo Via: Ghost in the Machine]

Saturdazed Soul

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Jumpin’…

[Photo Credit: Karla Murray]

Coolin’

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Order restored for the moment in the Whirled Serious. I say the Sox win Game 3 and the Cards take Game 4 this weekend…

Meanwhile, light day of blogging round these parts. I’ll be back later on.

Happy Friday, you guys.

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Road Dogs

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Cards look to leave Boston with the Serious tied one-game apiece. The Sox look to continue their postseason run of undisturbed good fortune.

Wacha vs. Lackey.

Never mind those shaggy bastards:

Let’s Go Cards!

Taster’s Cherce

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This would make my Mother happy. 

Mainly What I Write is for the Average New Yorker

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Rare KRS demo via Unkut.com.

[Photo Credit: Joey Conzo]

New York Minute

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Occasionally I see a big kid on the subway platform in the morning. He has a full head of dark hair and he gets on the subway at the same door as me. One morning I established position as the train arrived. When it stopped and the doors opened, the kid slid past me and got in first. He tapped on the side of the train twice before he got on.

No manners. So I began to play a little game every time I saw him, getting position like I was boxing someone out on the basketball court. But still he moved past me, knocked on the side of the train and got on.

Finally I realized that I was being ridiculous. The kid could be autistic and here I was getting offended. Or maybe he didn’t have autism. Anyhow, what’s it my business?

Yesterday, I saw him again. Made eye contact. He looked away. When the train came I stayed back, watched him knock twice on the side of car then get on. I was happy to let him go first.

[Image By Nacho Ormaechea via Ghost in the Machine]

Morning Art

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More beauty from our man Diebenkorn.

Beat of the Day

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Shake it.

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Take 2

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Well, Game 1 was revolting now, wasn’t it? Cards win tonight and they’ll have taken care of business. But they were shook last night and dammit if this whole postseason doesn’t have a bad vibe about it.

[Photo Via: Gu Photography]

 

Seeing Red

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Sox vs. Cards. Nothing to do but root for St. Louis.

Never mind the bitterness:

Let’s Go Card-‘nals!

 

Word Play

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Forget traditional definitions let’s be contemporary, okay? Tell me: what’s the difference between a “nerd,” a “geek” and a “dork”?

I’d like to get this straight.

New York Minute

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Via Kottke comes Rebecca Flint Marx’s sweet post about the joys of  being a regular. The place: Russ & Daughters.

Morning Art

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“Ocean Park 137” by Richard Diebenkorn.

Beat of the Day

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Slow jam.

[Photo Via: Vacants]

You Look…Impressive

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