I cannot for the life of me figure out how to upload a profile picture here.
@@curateordie Excellent satire of corporate non-speak! It is satire, right?
@Rex Manning Day Yep. Stories like these are just the antidote to the ridiculous fried chicken/beer-gate pseudo-controversies, horribly inflated and obscenely humped sellout streaks, and mid at-bat quotes of players' Twitter feeds that plague the modern game (or, more precisely, that plague the team I root for). Very much enjoyed this, thanks Rick.
Anyone else reading this think that Charlie Sheen is the pitch-perfect spokesperson for 21st century Objectivism? There are probably definitely holes in that line of thinking, but something about it seems dead on accurate.
If you take the same lyrics and put them to a lightly strummed acoustic guitar and scratchy production values, voila, instant ode to the Everyman's need to reconcile the drudgeries of the week as imposed by a crypto-fascistic military-indutrial complex with a little "party and party and yeah".
Actually, this version kind of renders the import of the lyrics on a par with a heckuva of a lot of the rest of the Dylan catalogue. IMHO.
And let them drive the highways aimlessly on a Friday instead of going to school.
Seconded on seeing rebawlers and meeting neubawlers (my two favorite words of the day!) And thanks to you, Garge, for the bourbon bawl(ers).
The place of employ will be left early to get a leg up on the vodka drinking. There has been much anticiaption for this event (only slightly exceeded by that for the vodka drinking.)
Last Boston Bawl was an intimate, sloshy affair. What's the opposite of intimate? Let's make this one that but keep the sloshiness.
Ever to excel.
"What's the matter, Dillon? CIA got you pushing too many pencils?"