Hey, Bobby Whatch–
“No time for that! Did you see Mrs. Donna Jean?”
She went that way.
“Follow that golf cart!”
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…
…
What just happened?
I have no idea.
Just confusing around here sometimes.
Not arguing. Downright nonlinear.
Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
Tag: dead & company (Page 14 of 38)
Hey, Mrs. Donna Jean. Whatcha doing?
“We are zippin’ and zappin’, sugar. But it’s Boston, so we sat in golf cart traffic for an hour.”
There’s golf cart traffic?
“On Storrow.”
That makes sense. You see what Young John Mayer is wearing?
“See? I made it!”
That makes less sense.
“I went down to the general store and bought me three, four yards o’ that fancy gingham what arrived on the Wells-Fargo wagon. Sewed it up in between Comanche attacks.”
None of that is right So: are you officially in the band?
“I never left, swee’pea.”
…
What?
“‘Member when me an’ Keith left Dead?”
Sure.
“Turns out no one signed the papers. Legally, I’m still in the band. I been gettin’ paychecks, too.”
Since 1979?
“Uh-huh.”
Nice work.
“Don’ tell no one, sugar.”
Okay. Nice to have you back around, Mrs. Donna Jean.
“Well, ain’t you a dumpling?”
…
“Serious, though: you open your mouth and I’ll cut ya.”
Jesus, okay.
“And don’t you blaspheme in here.”
Yes, ma’am.
Besides Young John Mayer wearing outfits and Billy punching dick, this might have been the most predictable occurrence on the Dead & Company tour, but did you know that there were special Dead-themed Pokemonsters made for this weekend’s Fenway shows?
There’s Mickachu, and…well, there’s just Mickachu. Brent is wandering around in a Psyduck costume, but he’s not part of the game; the outfit is for sexual purposes.
Just in case any of you have been confused for the past few hours, this comes from a Haight Street Irregular shaking his bones in the Hub tonight. Also, according to this image, the part of Josh Meyers is now being played by James Franco. Congratulations, James.
Yaas, Queen.
Hey, John Mayer. Whatcha doing?
“Being summery.”
Well done.
You’re supposed to sit on your ass and nod at stupid things
Man, that’s hard to do
And if you don’t, they’ll screw you
And if you do, they’ll screw you, too
And I’m standing in the middle of the diamond all alone
I always play to win
When it comes to skin and bone
And sometimes I say things I shouldn’t, like…
And sometimes I say things I shouldn’t, like…
“Keep your eye on the ball!”
“Dad, I don’t have eyes.”
“That attitude is why your mother died, son.”
You must root for humanity. Sides are to be chosen, and you must root for humanity: not simply because the alternative is monstrous, but because for all its failures and tenacious weaknesses, humanity has its moments. For example, this picture didn’t exist yesterday.
But Spencer made it, because there is no sanity test involved in the purchase of Photoshop, and now it’s on the innertubes, so the entire world has it, except for the country in which the iconography originated. (That right there is some high-test irony, and is another reason to root for humanity. There are reasons everywhere, if you look.) It’s become very easy to give something to the entire world.
Also, Jeff Chimenti is wearing a little Chinese hat, and that makes me happy.
Roger Dean’s attorney is on the line.
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