John Horton Conway is a cross between Archimedes, Mick Jagger and Salvador DalÃ. For many years, he worried that his obsession with playing silly games was ruining his career â until he realised that it could lead to extraordinary discoveries
John Horton Conway is a cross between Archimedes, Mick Jagger and Salvador DalÃ. For many years, he worried that his obsession with playing silly games was ruining his career â until he realised that it could lead to extraordinary discoveries
She's wasn't an effin whistleblower. That term is for someone who reports illegal activity. She set-up Lewinsky to get Bill Clinton boxed in to either admit to getting a blow job or to lie (or obfuscate) in a totally separate civil case that was equally funded to discredit the president.
She's wasn't an effin whistleblower. That term is for someone who reports illegal activity. She set-up Lewinsky to get Bill Clinton boxed in to either admit to getting a blow job or to lie (or obfuscate) in a totally separate civil case that was equally funded to discredit the president.
John Prine. I used to go see him and Steve Goodman in Chicago back in the 70's. Teeny tiny clubs, lots of smoke great music. Two guys just starting out and we all knew destined for more.
John Prine. I used to go see him and Steve Goodman in Chicago back in the 70's. Teeny tiny clubs, lots of smoke great music. Two guys just starting out and we all knew destined for more.
This is too much.
And then I went and listened to the last song that appeared on his last album.
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you right. age doesn't seem to be what it used to be. then I think back, when folks had mortality in the 40s. always a reason to live life to its fullest, trust me on this one, but not matter what age you make the years will all have BLOWN right by. this is how time moves. and we are lucky for all we get, period.
Speaking of, a friend shared this awesome track that I somehow missed. Robbie went thru a really dreary period that shook me loose and I never really picked him back up. NOTE: Robbie is alive and well AFAIK, this is a tribute to FoW's songwriting. Tribute, mockery, homage, I dunno, really. Still Awesome. The friend who shared this also said he hadn't heard it before, and he's the one who introduced me to Robbie Fulks. Another in the exchange said "The reason you have never heard this before is because I was the one in charge of promoting it when it came out."
Steve really didn't like working for Yep Roc.
The master of a legacy.