What do these words mean, anyway?
It certainly wasn't right, and it was the farthest thing from perfect. It was too loud, it was too long, they made too many mistakes. Sometimes the conversations went nowhere; sometimes the conversations didn'…
What do these words mean, anyway?
It certainly wasn't right, and it was the farthest thing from perfect. It was too loud, it was too long, they made too many mistakes. Sometimes the conversations went nowhere; sometimes the conversations didn'…
I also admit that I get a perverse pleasure out of the pompous–assed music biz ego parade. Note to presenters and recipients: real stars do not feel compelled to get all giddy and cool when they're on stage. Actually most real music talents don't go anywhere near the Grammies.
But back to the telecast. This year, as pathetically depleted as the music biz talent pool is, I have to say that the Dixie Chicks sweep was…
"What Michael Douglas did say in Wall Street was 'Greed, for lack of a better word, is good.' That was not a quotable quote; it needed some editorial attention, the consequence of which is that everyone distinctly remembers Michael Douglas uttering the words 'Greed is good' in Wall Street, just as everyone distinctly remembers Ingrid Bergman uttering the words 'Play it again, Sam' in Casablanca even though what she really utters is 'Play it, Sam.' When you watch the movie and get to that line, you don’t think your…
There've just been some things running through my mind. Things. Oh, for lack of better word! Things. What are these things? Inner things and outer things — what are they, but things and things?
Who wrote that? I can't remember. Maybe it was me. Maybe it was Walt Whitman.
Things, I should clarify, concerning communication and the…