Is it crazy to suggest I would have rather had a regular roast beef poboy than the filet mignon poboy from Crazy Johnnie’s last night?

What a fun song! Listen for swaggering riffs with a healthy dose of charismatic charm.

Also, I thought they used a chimney that was already part of the building, but what do I know, apparently.

Maybe I’m just a severely lapsed Catholic despite attending parochial school, but I never knew there were quite so many rituals involved with the death of a Pope and the election of a new one (ie, defacing of the ring, sealing of the papal quarters, all these oaths, etc)

Sign of life, plus a general mood courtesy of The Monkees.

The mood in New Orleans this week.

I paid $5 for the privilege of reinstating my Photobucket account (I know, I know), so you best believe I am going to download every single picture to get my money’s worth.

Well, I guess I’m here now.