The Real Memphis Mike (don't settle for imitations)

 That thing you do - you know that thing you love, that thing you're so passionate about, that thing that defines you - why do you do it? What purpose does it serve? Is it a mean to an end or is it something deeper?  I've always been a creative sort. Could well be genetic. My mum was an artist and musician. Dad could sketch well when/if he chose to. He had musical aptitude, but more in the sense of learning other people's music. I'm not sure if he ever had an original musical thought; but that's OK. Art and music weren't his passions.  I've always known that I wanted to work in the arts. As long as I can remember, that was my goal. As a kid, I wanted to be my generation's Vincent Price - until I had the chance to work in a few films. BORING! Hours and hours of standing around while the real stars of the show, the tech crews, made everything happen. I became interested in cameras and photography thanks to these uncredited legends. I'd ask questions, a...

Днес разговарях с приятел певец в Лондон. Играхме на догонялки, говорихме за семейството, живота като цяло и старите радиоапарати. Докато обсъждах остаряването и храненето на същества в парковете, споменах инцидент, който преживях в Хайд Парк в Лондон. Любопитството й се събуди, тя поиска и получи следната приказка. През 2002 г. трябваше да направя първото си задгранично турне. Няколко срещи в Обединеното кралство, уредени за мен от моя приятел 2-Tone. Това наистина беше преживяване за запомняне. Първото ми пътуване извън Северна Америка и за начало сам. Турнето в много отношения потвърди годините ми работа като музикант. Стоя или падам, трябва да го направя, защото някой смята, че определено съм достатъчно добър, за да го направя. Трябваше да прекарам 3+ седмици в Обединеното кралство, с последните ми няколко дни в Лондон, които бяха планирани като почивни дни/време за туристическо посещение! аз съм маниак. Винаги са били. Четох много Шерлок Холмс и друга британска литература като дет...

 Dear Democrats, Why are you all such a bunch of feckless ( lacking in character, determination, or responsibility; being ineffective or incompetent.; lacking feck ) crybaby pussies? I swear to any Holy on unholy deity mankind has dreamt up, you are all about as useful as tits on a bull.   In the time leading up to the 2008 election, you seemed to manage a new approach: social media. That early digital 'grassroots' movement put a black man in the White House. (it will probably be a long time before that happens again!) Well, you've LOST that! Your opponents routinely beat you senseless there. And guess the fuck what? THAT IS THE MODERN EQUIVALENT OF THE TOWN CRIER! THE STUMP! THE WATER COOLER! It's where people discuss the day's events. It's where the money comes from. It's where ideas come to die.  If democracy, the Constitution, rule of law, and the once United States of America mean a damned thing to you, a new approach must be taken. Let's face facts...