Wreck This Heart.....The One Who Remembers When You Had Talent

My first and very favorite rock legend of all time is on Letterman tonight. And, I gotta say, Bob Seeger looks like an old, white, fat guy who can't dance and just barely carries a tune.

Still The Same, Feel Like A Number, Against The Wind, Beautiful Loser, Turn The Page. ???? None of that. Just old, white, fat guy who can't dance and just barely carries a tune.

I'm almost glad he sold out with that Dodge (or whichever car) commercial.

Alto Reed though? How much of a COOLER name could you have come up with for an saxophone player? And the big ass mamma he had tonight? Bigger even than a tenor or bass sax. It was as as tall as him. Keep in mind, folks -- I've TOUCHED Alto Reed.

I can sing word for word almost any Bob Seeger song since the beginning of Bob to probably?..........1990?

But he looks like a big, drunk version of himself. Says he's been spending time with his kids. Ok. But you still look big and fat and drunk.

"Caught up with you yesterday. Moving game to game, no one standing in your way. Turning on the charm long enough to get you by. You're still the same. You still aim hiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh."

Crescent City Can't Be Kept Down

My brother told me to blog - So blog I must.

I'm watching the Falcons at the newly opened Super Dome. No one (at least no one in Atlanta) predicted this. We were all WANTING to root for the downtrodden city, but knew our badass football team would kick their ass anyway.

NOT SO!

There's a lot to be said for spirit. So far we're well into the 3rd quarter and the Saints are kicking the Falcons asses to the tune of 23 to 3. I don't care how much I root for my city. I'm all for the Crescent City right now!

GO SAINTS!! Bring your brilliant city back to what it can be!

I have a special place in my heart for the city of New Orleans and truly believe it can come back. If one football game signifies that, then so be it. That's all I need to make me believe.