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14 November 2005

I'm Sorry. →[More:]

I'm sorry that I spend the weekends at home with my family and did not get to wild out on mefi, mecha or at meetups. I'm sorry that I took friday off from work and cooked a pork roast and got all charged up on beer, Austalian table wine and Reeses mini-peanut butter cups. I'm sorry that I watched the Devils Rejects and lost focus after the awful scene in the motel room with the abuse and the so on, Rob Zombie revenge fantasy doodah.

I'm sorry that I had to take so many Marlboro breaks that I only got about 5 hours of sleep as we had to get up and take the kid to the soccer game. I'm sorry that because I was hungover, I didn't cheer on the team in my usual manner and so they lost, I am also sorry that when the kid was sitting out one quarter I hit her in the back of the head with an acorn (twice) and told her it was a squirrel that done it and what had she done to piss off the squirrels?

I'm sorry I spent the weekend cleaning and sleeping and playing Lego Starwars with the kid. I'm sorry that I cooked a roasted chicken and steamed carrots and spinach with garlic and roasted potatos. I am not sorry that I made braised Brussels Sprouts, those shits were super good.

I am also not sorry that after getting a little twisty on Remy I went to bed only to woken an hour later by bellringing on the part of the illegal subletter who is living in the basement (news to my ass). I am not sorry that I told her if she ever rings my bell at midnight again and wakes up my ten year old and me and my fiance and we can't get back to sleep that I would fucking well take a tee ball bat to her knee and there had better not be one fucking shenanigan, not one, for the rest of the time she was in the basement or so help me.

I'm sorry I was away, but now I'm back.

post by: Divine_Wino at: 11:09 | 47 comments

I'm back, too. At work that is.

Don't worry, brotherman, you were spoken of fondly.

(I get to annotate a Dylan compilation today. Most people interpret "Like A Rolling Stone," completely wrong, IMNSHO, but then again that's one of two songs that I own an entire book dedicated to interpreting, the other being "Louie Louie." There's a mystery to be plumbed in that pairing, as well)

posted by jonmc 14 November | 11:14

Like a Rolling Stone is about a Portugese lizard fighting a bottle of Helman's Light Mayonaise to the death. Everybody knows that.

posted by Divine_Wino 14 November | 11:15

Of course.

posted by jonmc 14 November | 11:17

I'm done with the Dylan, now I'm working on Harold Melvin & the Blue Notes, featuring Teddy Pendergrass.

Anybody wanna make out?

posted by jonmc 14 November | 11:20

Dylan's great frustration in life is that people think the lyrics are what's good about his songs.

I'm sorry, Bob Dylan. I agree, and I think it's a damn shame. You're a musician first and a poet second.

Those books of Dylan lyrics? Burn 'em -- he wrote music, damn it.

I'm sorry to anyone I've offended with this misplaced screed. I'm not yet myself again.

posted by Hugh Janus 14 November | 11:24

I'm not sorry about the fucking plums, hear me? I don't care if it would make a good poem.

posted by tr33hggr 14 November | 11:25

I dunno Hugh, this is a great piece of work.

posted by tr33hggr 14 November | 11:27

Like I said, it's a song. It's beautiful and I can get into the lyrics when I hear the record. On a page, it's just doggerel.

I'm sorry.

posted by Hugh Janus 14 November | 11:29

Ahhh, that's true. It needs to be a performance. Good enough then.

posted by tr33hggr 14 November | 11:30

Let's never fight again.

posted by agropyron 14 November | 11:30

Hugs.

posted by tr33hggr 14 November | 11:31

Dear Landlord is a masterpiece, It makes me happy. Other than that and the Dylan/Cash recordings and few other little jim-jams and some live stuff I found for a Dylan nutter buddy, I'm not feeling him so much. I think MF Doom is a way better lyricist. I'm sorry Bobby, I like you disgusting little mustache though. Essentially, yeah, I'm sorry, I agree with Hugh. Sorry Hugh.

Anyone here know how to weld, I'd really like to get a metal face made to wear to meetups? It could be huge.

Ps. That braised Brussels Sprouts is really good. I want to cook it for everyone.

MF Wino.

posted by Divine_Wino 14 November | 11:33

I'm sorry, Bob Dylan. I agree, and I think it's a damn shame. You're a musician first and a poet second.

Well, he's both, but you got a point. This is why the Hollywood Town Hall period Jayhawks were the best Dylan imitators, ever. They eschewed the sensitive schmuck with a guitar routine and paid attention to the sound.

The best Dylan emulator was Beck, since he grasped the meaning of the phrase "Bringing It All back Home."

(also, my book isn't a lyric collection. It's Griel Marcus doing his thing about the song. The "Louie..." book is by Dave Marsh)

(versions of "Louie Louie," I possess:

Kingsmen
Black Flag
Blue Comets
Motorhead
The Clash
Flamin' Groovies
Friar Tuck & his Psychedelic Guitar
Joan Jett & The Blackhearts
Richard Berry & The Pharoahs (the original)
Johnny Winter
Julie London
Led Zeppelin
Mongo Santamaria
Neighb'rhood Childr'n
Otis Redding
Patti Smith
Pretenders
Rockin' Robin Roberts & the Wailers
Swamp Rats
West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band

...and "Loco Cha Cha" by salsa singer Rene Touzet, which is where Richard Berry lifted the "duh duh duh" riff from)

posted by jonmc 14 November | 11:35

I'm sorry that Neighb'rhood Childr'n couldn't afford one more o and one more e.

posted by Divine_Wino 14 November | 11:36

I agree, jonmc, except I fuckin' hate that gimmick, Beck.

Sorry.

posted by Hugh Janus 14 November | 11:41

Never be sorry about roasted chicken, it is a gift to be shared often. Brussel Sprouts, on the other hand....you should be very sorry. :-)

I am sorry I had to come to this crappy contract IT job, even though it will be over after Wednesday. I would much rather be home roasting a chicken.

posted by briank 14 November | 11:43

I'm sorry I haven't been around much.

I'm sorry that all it took was the L train not running into Manhattan to disuade me from meeting up this weekend. (I'm sorry I brought the L train up.) I'm not sorry I spent that time drawing and watching Arrested Development Season 1, Disc 3. If you've been waiting for it in your netflix queue, I'm sorry it took us so long to finish.

I'm sorry I played so much last night it hurts to type today.

posted by safetyfork 14 November | 11:49

I'm not sorry I'm still in bed, but I am sorry that I don't have that recipe for braised brussels sprouts. Sounds damned fine, it does.

posted by Frisbee Girl 14 November | 11:49

I'm sorry that Oliver Stone is outside filming a movie about 9/11 and preventing me from smoking cigarettes on the loading dock. I am sorry that if they don't cut and print it soon I am going to put up a big sign in the window that says "Teh Jewz0rs did WTC, Sic Semper Tyrannis, The only people who drink bourbon are sissies, drunks, con men and redneck chicken fuckers." Which is a just punishment I think. Sorry Jewz0rs I think you are a fine and good people and I don't really think you did WTC...

Briank, It's crazy, I hate the Brussels Sprouts, I have been known to call them ass flowers, but if you peel 'em like little cabbages and then cook em in a bunch of oil with smushed garlic for about 3 minutes and then braise them for about 20 minutes in chicken stock they taste soooooooooo good. Sorry.

Safetyfork, I'm sorry that you are following the rules (such as they are and such as I don't care for rules of this thread).

posted by Divine_Wino 14 November | 11:50

Dear Landlord is a masterpiece, It makes me happy.

Both Fairport Convention and Janis Joplin do excellent covers of that.

I feel like a cheesesteak, widout onions but with sweet peppers & bacon. Maybe I'll go here after work. (run by Philly ex-pats)

posted by jonmc 14 November | 11:54

I'm sorry fris the recipe is embedded in the nonsense above, try it you will (not) be sorry.

six cloves of garlic,apologize and smush them, about a quarter cup of olive oil, Peel the sprouts discarding the outer leaves and many of the tiny little cores of Sulphur stink, cook the sprouts with the oil and garlic, stirring, till they get bright green, then add two cups of chicken stock, stir, keep it uncovered, salt and pepper, rock out. About a pound and half of sprouts.

Sorry.

posted by Divine_Wino 14 November | 11:55

I heard the Marcus book was an extended fantasy with little in the way of justifiable content.

Dylan is Dylan. It has been shockingly revelatory (?revelational) seeing him speaking in traditional english for the documentary. (we have part II umm...tomorrow I think). But I suppose Chronicles was an indication that he was trying to develop a sensical dialogue with folks.

Wow..Wino, I didn't know your kid was 10. That's serious. No terminations allowed now (although in special cases they really should adjust the law up to the age of 18, depending on behaviour).

Don't be sorry.

posted by peacay 14 November | 11:58

I heard the Marcus book was an extended fantasy with little in the way of justifiable content.

Of course, but even when he's blabbering, Marcus is interesting. Marsh's book is the opposite, plainspoken just-da-facts tome.

Which makes sense, "..Rolling Stone" was a blast of succesfull ambition and originality that managed to a lot of disparate ideas and sounds into complete hole. Whereas "Louie.." is basically a primeval idea that nobody created but just synthesized intself out of the air more or less, but holds the key to understanding the universe.

or something.

posted by jonmc 14 November | 12:02

...complete whole. dammit.

posted by jonmc 14 November | 12:03

It's alright, I'm sorry I like Sorry!.

posted by safetyfork 14 November | 12:04

I love sorry, especially if you call the little tower where you keep your dudes, a "can"!

posted by Divine_Wino 14 November | 12:09

a blast of succesfull ambition and originality that managed to [combine] a lot of disparate ideas and sounds into complete [w]hole.

That's exactly how I view Dylan these days overall. Exegesis of lyrics into some reductoid essence is (mostly) missing the point. I just enjoy being take for the trip upon on the magic swirling ship.

posted by peacay 14 November | 12:17

I'm sorry, Divine_Wino, I call it a "bucket."

posted by Hugh Janus 14 November | 12:29

Thank you D_W and my ass does smell like flowers. I'm sorry.

posted by Frisbee Girl 14 November | 12:33

I couldn't wait. I ordered the cheesesteak in. Sadly they don't have bacon. So I got provolone, sweet peppers, hold the onions, with a side of waffle disco fries and a root beer.

Thank you D_W and my ass does smell like flowers.

This will require testing.

*slaps self*

posted by jonmc 14 November | 12:34

Jon, that sounds wicked good. Slap yourself again for ordering a good lunch. Then say sorry.

posted by Divine_Wino 14 November | 12:36

You're in the delivery area dude. The number's here. And like i said, these are Philly boys, they know what they're doing.

posted by jonmc 14 November | 12:37

I already ordered a tunamelt and french fries,my bad, I will however be all up in there tomorrow. I would have to wait so that my boy KG from illadelph will be in the office and he can be all like "I don't care if they are from philly, you can't get a cheese steak proper, except in the city itself" and then I can pull his Bill Cosby ass sweater over his head and give him a proper turtling, I will not say sorry, either.

posted by Divine_Wino 14 November | 12:43

I just gave the Menu from the bag to Amy FineLiquer and her cube mate Sandra Cleveland. They're sniffing it and sighing.

posted by jonmc 14 November | 12:51

I'm not sorry I find Greil Marcus unreadable.

I'm sorry not having anything nice to say never stops me. I'm sorry I worry about everything all the time. I'm sorry worry prevents me from thinking up more to say.

I'm not sorry to have some of my fave MeCha boys (who are all ancient compared to me) in one thread. I'm not sorry that Wino is back or that he told the kid the squirrel threw the acorns, 'cause that is funny shit.

posted by dame 14 November | 13:28

(who are all ancient compared to me)

*bangs cane on floor, demanding stewed prunes*

Marcus can be a bit much, but he's occasionally interesting. I'm more a Dave Marsh, lester bangs, and [the rock critic who's name I will not utter in dame's presence] guy.

posted by jonmc 14 November | 13:35

Marcus can be a bit much, but he's occasionally interesting.

It's possible that he is interesting, but I would never know, because every time I attempt to read him, I run into strange little syntax walls and then he turns on his anti-focus ray and then I'm standing in the middle of the room with letters running down the wall and I have no idea what's going on. I swear, Finnegan's Wake makes more sense then he does. But other people seem to underrstand what's going on, so clearly our brains just do not mesh.

posted by dame 14 November | 13:41

I'm sorry you do not live in Philly and therefore cannot get a real cheesesteak. (It's true. Keep your hands off my sweater!)

I'm sorry the squirrels did WTC.

posted by jrossi4r 14 November | 13:43

our brains just do not mesh.

of course not. our brains MOSH!

*puts on some Anthrax, brainslams around the room*

jrossi4r, Wogie's would convince you otherwise. A Philly Girl coworker of mine just said it looked and smelled just like the one's she grew up with.

posted by jonmc 14 November | 13:45

I am sorry i stayed away for two weeks...

i am sorry to be breaking hearts again, just because mine is broken.
I am sorry that it was so easy.

i am not sorry to be working at an awesome pizzeria, even though working there ensures that i drink everyday...

i am not sorry that D_W did the acorn bit either...

posted by Schyler523 14 November | 13:51

We like to overstate the wonders of our sandwich foods. It's one of the few things that distinguish us and we have a bit of an inferiority complex.

Cheesesteaks and Mummers are the only things that keep us from being Baltimore. (And I do love Baltimore.)

posted by jrossi4r 14 November | 13:52

I'm sorry but I really would like a metal face mask to wear around town. I will pay up to 75 dollars for it.

Dollars American, plus I will travel to the Tragic North East Coast location of your designation and do the acorn bit on the person of your choice.

I will do it three times, each time with more vocal expressions of innocence and wide eyes and "no really holy shit, that squirrel came out of nowhere and pegged you, I've never seen a squirrel that pissed before, what the hell did you do?"

posted by Divine_Wino 14 November | 13:58

Apropos of nothing, Kirsten Vangsness.

*sighs dreamily, kisses screen*

posted by jonmc 14 November | 14:08

cutie

posted by tr33hggr 14 November | 14:17

I am not sorry to see Schuyler back. How-do, meester?!

posted by Frisbee Girl 14 November | 14:23

I will hereby share my own brussels sprouts recipe.

Trim the outer leaves, cut the sprouts in half length-wise. Chop an onion.

Fry the onions in olive oil until they're tender. Add the sprouts, cut side down, crank up the heat so they brown. Once the sprouts are browned, stir 'em and turn the heat down a bit. Sautee for a few more minutes, then add a shot glass of water or two, cook until the water's gone and the sprouts are tender (not mushy).

Salt, pepper, lemon juice.

Yum.

And the spellcheck's still missing, no?

posted by mudpuppie 14 November | 14:51

I love Brussel sprouts. Mmmmmmmmm.

*hums while eating*

posted by warbaby 14 November | 16:15

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