Scott Wilson

New level of raccoon unlocked: eating scraps from a plate of leftovers served to a 6-year-old during her snow day.

This gives me a chance to do what I forgot: credit photographer Robert Ellis. As for drum count, I found the photo because I was geeking out to the Genesis "gear wiki" to see what combo of Premier, Gretsch and Remo Phil played right about then.

(from left): Tony Banks, Steve Hackett, Mike Rutherford, Chester Thompson and Phil Collins rehearsing for the 1977 Wind & Wuthering tour

Weather now correct to reintroduce Genesis' Wind & Wuthering to heavy rotation.

Fear and Loathing in … Little Rock?

Buggy usage has bled into book publishing, too. It’s as though the people who could spot dangling modifiers were specifically targeted for elimination.

My kind of holiday carols.

“Separate Lives,” a No. 1 hit with no right

When one of you fails to let the other know you’re going to Costco.

The bass line he plays himself, I meant to add.

Sleeve for Springsteen's "Tunnel of Love" single

I don't play and can offer no insight about the quality of the performance, but as time cements this as one of my top three Springsteen songs, my latest feeling about it is that the bass line slays.

A top-tier MC record.

@shepcatzero.bsky.social

And my editors say of me, too, "He returns to the written word," though it has been only a couple of days.

Enthusiastic second. Bonus: Wade reads her own audiobook and is excellent company.

This is how I feel about kinetic sand.

renewing the vows like

KPop Demon Hunters (2025)

Imagine coming off an incredible Election Day mandate from coast to coast and going 'you know what voters want? to be completely sold out by a bunch of craven cowards too pathetic to hold the line against a bunch of fucking weirdos'

fucking pussies

Not the best Buckaroo Banzai quote, but one with the correct preposition for this meme.

Surprise: That’s on my shelf too. Seems like a January project, but that’s what I thought last December when I bought it.

Clear my schedule and hold my calls: I am finally going to read Ducks, Newburyport.

Time Management PhD

Love being reminded of that Toiling Midgets. Love most JPS.

Nazis can’t quite fly a car in Raiders of the Lost Ark.

The chart stuff says more about radio at that moment than it does about the music.

If you already valued Tears for Fears, happened to be an unreconstructed Phil Collins head and were from Kansas City (central to Oleta Adams' story, especially as it relates to TFF), "Woman in Chains" was always going to be etched in stone. Loved it then; love it now.

Tears for Fears: Seeds of Love

The Blue Nile: Hats

Several of mine have been claimed by others, so these too….

I got an air popper for my dorm room without knowing it was louder (especially in a cinder-block-dominated space) than a 1952 canister vacuum. Tray inadequate for the amount of butter needed.

One of my favorite things about loving a warts-and-all album long term is finding that years of underplaying the 3/10 tracks lead me to like them better. Sometimes by quite a bit.

I am not a gamer, but the grunt sound at the "escape into sewer" prompt does indeed herald quite a future. For everyone.