Seventeen and Stuck Up / Up in Osseo: The Hold Steady and the Validity of Individual Experience

(Ed. note: This latest entry is from Aaron Bergstrom, one of my best friends who I only get to talk to over the Internet since he moved to San Francisco. I’d make a long-distance relationship joke, but since he lives in San Francisco, it’s really too easy. Anyways, he fucking rocks and makes my writing [...]

‘Will I still make good records? / When I’m 64?’ Yes, Paul. You will.

I wonder if Paul McCartney thought this is how he would end up at 64: a divorced widower and nearly the last living link to The Beatles.
Granted, Sir Paul hasn’t had the best last couple years. Then again, when you’re Paul McCartney and you’re ridiculously fucking rich and you were one of the two songwriters [...]

When a manager plays in the dirt, throws a base into the outfield AND tosses the rosin bag like it’s a grenade, it’s probably not a good night

This is without a doubt the best ejection I’ve witnessed. The crawling grenade attack really takes it to the next level. The clip comes courtesy of the Atlanta Braves’ AA affiliate, the Mississippi Braves’ manager Phillip Wellman.