"But you're on it," he says. "I don't have to worry, right?"
"That's right, sir," she says.
He sighs: "Okay."
It's nice to have some company.
It's also nice when the morning commute is gentle. This morning, leaving from the other side of the Hudson River, I walked the one colorful block down to the F train and found there was a seat waiting just for me, a seat reserved…
This is seriously cool.
P.S. Rest assured, cats will be blogged on Friday.
They both stared straight at me and said in an automaton-like…
You know it's hard to tell these days whether Elvis Costello is a prolific genius or if he's just spread too thin. Give the man credit: whatever he’s doing, he's workin' hard at it. In recent months there’s been a live album with a 52 piece orchestra that recast many of his hits and came with a bonus disc of his orchestral suite Il Sogno..
Now, inspired by the travails of New Orleans, DMc and longtime Crescent City musical treasure Allen Toussaint, take on the Toussaint songbook and score a joyous, funky triumph. One listen to…
Today — almost two years later — that silly, little mistake rose up from old, archived e-mails and sauntered out of dusty cardboard boxes, and made itself known to everyone from Tuscaloosa, Alabama, to New Richmond, Wisconsin, to New York City. That silly, little mistake had me coughing and wheezing and apologizing for hours.
It's not a big deal, really. Everything will be fine. Not too much time has been lost, not too much money has been spent. Looked at in a certain way, this mistake can even be considered a problem solver…