I Hear The Train A-Comin'

I don’t know about you, but I am stunned that, as of yesterday, it’s already been six years since the Man in Black left this planet. From “A Boy Named Sue” to “Hurt”, his vivid storytelling and songwriting talents were as impressive as his inimitable bass-baritone voice. As a buddy of mine once quoted, “If God had a voice, it would sound like Johnny Cash.”

One thing’s for sure: when I teach my kids about musicians I appreciated in my youth (assuming they’ll listen), Johnny Cash will be one of the first names I bring up.

Here’s to you, J.R.

Colin Farrell And His Wool Cap

Because I just don't feel like formulating my own opinions tonight...

Family Guy giving Colin Farrell his due. Wait for the end:

JoshCast #12 - Crush

It's 10:47pm, and I'm still working at the office. You know when you drive down the highway, and you pass a 14-story office building, and you see maybe 8 lights turned on through the windows in the entire building? Well, tonight, one of those white, fluorescent lights is burning straight from my office.

But, not all is bad, because I've got one of my very favorite albums to keep my company: Live at Radio City, by Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds. Amid Dave's signature wailing and Tim's intricate scraping of the guitar strings, I'm working on what's essentially an immunology/oncology white paper for a state-sponsored funding application. (Putting what I learned as a computer science major to good use. Ha. Long story.)

So if you ever get caught working at 10:47pm -- which we all do from time to time don't we? -- let "Crush" get you through at least 8 of those lonely minutes:

Occam's Razor, Applied

Lesson: If you don't want to carry on a philosophical discussion, just oversimplify it.

The Best of Zazzle

Normally, I'm not much of a novelty-T-shirt-wearer. Too many fellow UTD students wore them, and I didn't want to be part of the crowd, I guess. I did have a pretty good one that my brother gave me years ago, with a chuck wagon just below the phrase "You Have Died of Dysentery". (Homage to "The Oregon Trail", or the only video game ever installed in my hometown's middle schools' computer labs.) I went to visit one of my professors' office hours while wearing the shirt one night, and he obviously didn't catch the joke, uttering in his British accent, "My God, that shirt is awful! Why would you wear that?" Even after explanation, he was still a mite shocked.

But anyway, I do like to peruse those novelty T-shirt websites on the occasion. Rather than spending $25 to buy them, I figure I'd just post some of them on my stupid blog. Behold, selections and excerpts from Zazzle.com.




And my personal favorite: