For Your Eyes Only! This Nonsense Is HIGHLY Classified

How’s it going, my friends? Good, I hope. I have just one more ten-hour extravaganza of joy to endure, and then I’m off for three days. Three days in a row. Oh yeah. It’s going to be glorious. And the weather is so jacked-up, the grass isn’t even growing anymore. So that crap isn’t hanging over my head either. Awesome.

One of the more exciting things to happen this week, from my perspective, was the appearance by the Replacements on The Tonight Show. You can watch it above.

I don’t want to get into sappiness here, right out of the gate, but that band means a great deal to me. It feels like they were by my side during the most confusing and vulnerable decade of my life. There are many people who feel the same way about them; the songs and the whole Replacements attitude struck a nerve in certain types. Specifically: semi-fucked-up and socially awkward twenty-somethings with a brain in their heads, but no clear idea how to proceed.

Anyway, they’re re-formed kinda-sorta, and have been playing shows all summer. Mostly headlining big music festivals. They’re going to be playing a homecoming gig in Minneapolis on Saturday night. The 13,000 tickets reportedly sold out in 10 minutes. Crazy. They were always on the fringe, never embraced by the mainstream. Now, it seems, everybody’s finally on-board.

Here’s a good article about the upcoming show, and the reunion in general. I like this paragraph, especially:

I told him I’d seen them in Chicago this time around, and that the main thing I was struck by is how there’s no preparing for the two-hour rush of emotion that happens while you’re hearing all those songs you’ve been listening alone to for so many years, but suddenly they’re unfurling in the open air with thousands of other like-minded and super-solitary souls whose creativity and very lives have been shaped by this great band.

Another exciting thing that happened this week: I got a new windshield in my car. Yeah, baby! I’m living life to the fullest. It’s like Rod Stewart around here, circa 1980.

For some unknown reason, the original windshield started cracking, from the bottom corner on the driver side. It began as just a small thing, maybe an inch long. And within two weeks it was about 14 inches. I was afraid I’d hit a bump, and the whole situation would fall into my lap. So, we called State Farm, and got it replaced for the $100 deductible.

As far as I know, nothing hit the windshield — and I’m pretty much the only person who drives it. Why would it just start cracking like that? It’s weird. I’ve never had anything like that happen before, and I’m old.

Speaking of my car, check this shit out. At work, a few days ago, I was in the break room around 11 pm, drinking a chocolate milk and messing around with my phone. And one of the cleaning guys walked up to me.

Him: You drive that little gray car, right?
Me: Um, yeah. Why?
Him: Somebody hit it a few minutes ago. I saw the whole thing.
Me: WHAT?!
Him: Yeah, they backed out of a space, weren’t looking, and tore the whole side out of your car. Then they just drove away. Man, some of the people around this place…
Me (jumping to my feet): WHAT THE FUCK?!
Him (chuckling): I’m just kidding.

What in the hand-rolled hell?! My brain seized-up, and I just stood there blinking for about 30 seconds. I don’t know this guy. It’s not like we’re buddies. I couldn’t even tell you his name. And this is funny?? Where’s the humor? Also, how did he know what kind of car I drive? The whole thing is baffling. It eventually pissed me off, but there was a delay to it, while my head attempted to make sense of it all.

Wotta freak.

Finally, I’ve mentioned that Toney and I are watching Master Chef. And I realized — once again — that I don’t really know what the word “savory” means. I hear it used all the time, and thought it was synonymous with “tasty.” But it seems like it means something specific. It’s an ongoing issue. Toney and I have had many conversations about it, through the years. “Look it up!” she says, exasperated. But I kinda like not knowing. I’m used to it by now, and am comfortable with it. It would be kind of a letdown if I figured it all out. Heh.

Are there any semi-common words that you’re somewhat unclear about? Like savory? How about words you misspell every time? I have trouble with occasionally, and also screw up affect/effect on a consistent basis. What words cause you problems? Tell us about ’em in the comments.

Have  a great weekend, my friends! I’ll see you again on Monday.

Comments

  1. Lester Bangs says:

    This explains savory: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Umami

  2. Maintenance and license

    I had a guy tell me at work that my tail light was out. He noticed on Saturday told me on tuesday. Later that Saturday night I got pulled over for a tail light out and spent a night in jail with my car being towed. I had been drinking. Didn’t get a dui just they weren’t going to let me drive that car a little off so they put me on ice for the night.
    But the point is thanks for telling me about my light. Doiche.

  3. I’m going to the show on Saturday. I’m starting to get more and more wound up the more I think about it, I’m so excited. I’m also wondering if I need to dig out a flannel shirt to wear.

    • Let me know how it goes. I’m super-jealous, needless to say. I saw them four times, back in the day. Never with Bob, though. My first Replacements show was in ’87, at The Pier in Raleigh. If only I’d seen them one year earlier… Bob Stinson would’ve been there, drunk and wearing a dress, or whatever.

  4. Savory tastes like unseasoned beef.

  5. Speaking of jacked up weather, went to the Red’s game yesterday and damn near needed a jacket.

    I can listen to The Replacements but they didn’t really grab me like some other bands have that people have turned me on to. But that’s the beauty of music, to each your own.

    Hate to be that guy but; I’m thinking your little gray car is under warranty, maybe the windshield crack is a manufacture defect? And maybe you checked with the dealer and they told you to pound sand and I should mind my own fucking business.

    I’d be pissed if someone I didn’t really know told me he saw my car get smashed.

    And finally, savory generally means tasty but not sweet and maybe bordering on spicy. I think.

  6. Lucie in Tampa says:

    I always miss-spell “recieve” & found out I have been using a silly word wrong for years. I feel stupid about that one…

    • ya gotta remember the old school rhyme: “i” before “e” except after “c”. It doesn’t work on all words but mostly it does.

  7. Savory reminds me of chic la desk “stomping at the Savoy.”. I think im alone Here…

  8. La freak. Stoopy phone

  9. cross lanes curmudgeon says:

    I sometimes have trouble spelling “Llanfairpwllgwyngyll’,’ the town across the Britannia Bridge from Bangor in Wales.

  10. Brenda Love says:

    Placemats FOREVA!

  11. I sometimes have trouble spelling “nesccesccsary”.

  12. Definitely. Christ it took me years to master

  13. Acommodate. The red squiggle tells me I misspelled it. Accommodate? There we go. I think one C is enough, because commode.
    .

  14. Savory = Long legs, great ass, beautiful face and gorgeous tits. Or…that first beer after a days work.

  15. The Other Jeff says:

    I was sitting in an outdoor cafe when I got a text from a friend. He happened to be driving nearby and saw my (easily recognizable) car being tapped by another car in the parking lot. He got the license number and let me know to go check it right away. (No discernible damage – must have tapped the Sabrinas).

    I’m lucky to have good friends. He’d probably help me move a body, too.

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