Podcast for December 31, 2008 — Reviewing The Review Of The Year In Review

This is the final podcast for 2008, mostly because I’ve pretty much run out of 2008 in which to pod.  Or cast, for that matter.

You can listen to it here, or if you have iTunes subscribe to it here.  The RSS feed is here.

I haven’t finished the song graphics yet — I’ll update the post when . . . → Read More: Podcast for December 31, 2008 — Reviewing The Review Of The Year In Review

We Have Order (In A Fashion, Anyway)

One of the unanticipated challenges I’ve faced while putting together the book has been in what order the chapters should run.  I didn’t want to do some kind of pecking order.  An alphabetical arrangement would have been easy, but it seemed a bit trite somehow.  What to do?

Wait — I’ve got it!  Enter everyone’s name into . . . → Read More: We Have Order (In A Fashion, Anyway)

That’s My Story (And I’ve Been Stuck By It)

While the immediate reaction to yet another real life story committed to print, in this case the romance amidst the Holocaust tale of Herman Rosenblat, being demonstrated to be a real lie is “another member of the club — Oprah’s book of the month club, among others,” it and its predecessors do tell a tale that’s . . . → Read More: That’s My Story (And I’ve Been Stuck By It)

Uninvited Guest

Picking up from yesterday:

The Oakland A’s are the red-headed stepchild of San Francisco Bay Area sports when it comes to local media attention.  Never mind how during their stay in the “other” city by the bay they’ve accomplished a feat never achieved by the Giants.  Namely, win something.  Four world championships, six American League pennants and . . . → Read More: Uninvited Guest

Where’s The Love For The A’s?

No, I’m not turning GAC into a sports blog.  After all, didn’t I say yesterday I’m not a sports blogger?  However, bear with me for a bit on this one.  It’s one of those “using sports as an analogy for something else” kind of posts.

Earlier this evening, I along with 43,000 or so of my closest . . . → Read More: Where’s The Love For The A’s?

Never Alone

(This is cross-posted from my NASCAR blog.)

Hope DW doesn’t find me starting this post by reprinting his column from a couple of days ago

You know folks, I have had my ups and downs in life, my racing, my marriage, my businesses – pretty much in everything I have ever done. One of the things I learned . . . → Read More: Never Alone

Telling Ourselves The Truth

First and foremost, my prayer for you is that you are enjoying a blessed celebration of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ’s birth.  Way more important than politics.

Picking up from yesterday, it’s vital we go into the new year and the new administration committed to the truth.  It is easy to wave off with . . . → Read More: Telling Ourselves The Truth

Truth, Inconvenient And Otherwise

Mrs. Dude and I have a Christmas Eve tradition of going out to a late lunch/early dinner, then to a movie.  It’s usually whichever Disney film is currently in the theaters.  Today was no exception.  The film we saw was Bolt.

The film itself is very good; a definite step up quality-wise from Disney’s other animated films . . . → Read More: Truth, Inconvenient And Otherwise

Praying For A Way For The Music To Be Again Heard

Picking up from yesterday:

The Pink Floyds and other members of rock’s mostly retired royalty have no great concerns about their catalog being unavailable.  If anything, it’s too available, with so many re-releases of the same album out there even the most devoted fan grows either tired of repurchasing the same music time and again or confused . . . → Read More: Praying For A Way For The Music To Be Again Heard

I Hear Music Over My Head, Or At Least I’m Trying To

There are certain topics guaranteed to generate a debate that makes the average street riot look like a model of decorum.  Global warming — fact or fiction.  Gun control.  Foreign policy.

CD remasters.

Ever since someone at a record company noticed a large element among those who buy CDs are somewhat passionate about sound quality (shameless self-promotion: Mike . . . → Read More: I Hear Music Over My Head, Or At Least I’m Trying To