As I mentioned last week, my sister Lisa got married over the weekend. It was a great, great weekend and a great time to be with family. I have nothing but good things to say about the newly married couple. There are a few pics floating around the Facebook-verse, but not on my page yet.
December 1980While hanging with another one of my sisters, Cindy, we came across this 12 shades of awesome photo of me and her at the West Point cadet December graduation. This was my idea of getting dressed up: corduroy pants and a lumber jack shirt. The hair style is called Don't Cut Your Hair For 2 Years.
Happy Turkey Day
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone out there except Doctor Zibbs, as he'll in all likelihood be bawling his eyes out after the 12 Shades of Awesome 1st Place Arizona Cardinals, Possibly the Greatest Team Ever Assembled - EVER! beat the Philadelphia Eagles Thursday night. What do you Canadians out there do on our Thanksgiving, besides watch our football and competition eating with envy? I hear you have your own Thanksgiving earlier in the year. Is that because your Pilgrims were frozen to death by the fourth Thursday in November back in the day? Whatever. Have a good day at work, eh? We'll be not thinking of you.
That's all I got for ya!







Next up: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club's new album, The Power of 333. If you've read my thoughts on BRMC in previous postings, you'd know I'm just about their biggest fan. They are totally fucking badass even if they are stiffs when they perform live. They are hyper-hyper-hyperindependent and have tolerated dealing with record companies to release their music until now. Now they write their songs; they produce their songs, and now they distribute their songs over the internet, and at a reasonable price! Totally fucking brilliant! This is the wave of the future people. Bands will sell their stuff online through a distribution service they control. The only problem? The Power of 333 totally sucks! To start off with, it's 100% "instrumental", no lyrics. The lack of lyrics doesn't bother me too much (Joe Satriani's Flying In A Blue Dream was 50% instrumental and it was brilliant). "Instrumental" may not be the right term for The Power of 333. It's noise with a few keyboard notes played in the background. It reminds me of Pink Floyd's Ummagumma, another dreck-laden album. Up-Bup: don't argue. Many have tried to convince me of Ummagumma's value, but all have failed. 2 of the 10 tracks on The Power of 333 have an actual guitar playing actual musical notes, but even those tracks aren't particularly good. I seriously considered demanding my $6 back on principle, but I don't want to go on some blacklist ala NO SOUP FOR YOU! This one's a no-brainer: save your money!


