Rick N. Backer

Apparently he and his brother were together because today is their sister's wedding. Good Lord. When my son was little, Kevin Hayes brought us into the BC hockey locker room after a game. Hayes asked my son who his favorite player was. My son quickly responded "probably your brother." He thought about it for a moment and then added, "Oh, or Johnny Gaudreau." Now they're both gone.

Thanks Robert. I think.

Thanks Chicken hawk. Hope you enjoy the decrease in Massholes on your coastline after Monday.

Thank you my friend. Now that my wife and I are quasi empty nesters, a trip to Ireland may be in the works.

I'm hurt that Jackie didn't stop by. Must have been too busy combing the internet looking for Giuffria or Bullet Boys shows near the armpit of America.

No, no, 73. That's how you New Yorkers say it (or perhaps its "Bu-aww-ston). We pronounce it simply, "Bawston." Rush has been gone for a decade, and people still flock to your board.

My apologies. I was away on some family business yesterday. It is serendipitous that you and I joined on the same day. I hope the board will join in me raising a glass to someone who has educated me, challenged me, and made me laugh my f*cking @ss off over the years here. Cheers to my dear friend, LABT.

Yesterday: Peter Frampton, Wind of Change, Frampton's Camel, Frampton, Something's Happening Today: Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Live 1975-1985 Rush - Signals

Regrettably, I have a ton of work to do, so Sunday is not a day of rest. But it has allowed me to revisit Paul McCartney & Wings' excellent One Hand Clapping.

What a bummer. They were great at Fenway a couple years ago. Now I'm REALLY glad I went.

Happy belated. Cheers.

Yes. I wrestled between those and these: Won't Get Fooled Again More Than A Feeling Jumpin' Jack Flash Hotel California Layla

Whole Lotta Love Sweet Home Alabama Turn the Page (Bob Seger's) Hello, I Love You Bad Moon Rising

Bad idea. If you use the cocaine you burn, you could be looking at more jail time if you get pinched.

Roughly a quarter of these, decorum prevents me from singling them out, I couldn’t tell you the last time I heard them anywhere.