All is quiet on New Year's Day...

Narration:

The flash was followed by silence and the only trace that remained was http://axisacoustic.blogspot.com/.

Since the end is never told
we paid the teller off in gold
In hopes he will come back,
but he cannot be bought or sold.

Inspiration, move me brightly...

-Robert Hunter

The escape

SOS!

Not much time left here... an alien force is loose on the planet. Virtually undetectable until it's too late, it invades the bloodstream, shutting down the central nervous system before migrating to the mind where senses are dulled, neurons are neutralized and synapses cease firing. Gradually victims are vaporized into a vast field of empty space.

I must move quickly or I could suffer the same fate as the others...

-end of transmission

Snakes and Arrows Live!

New DVD

I just sat down to begin watching the new Rush DVD! Snakes and Arrows Live from Holland has only just begun and it's already an explosive all out assault on my senses. Nice opening comedic bit by Alex and company, sophisticated artwork and graphic images, a crystal clear sound mix and wonderful camera perpectives capturing the band as they deliver a tasty Limelight to open the show. I am truly thankful this band has endured, and now utilizing the incredible technology of the day, we have an opportunity as fans to see these shows captured and presented to us in such a moving way.

RED ALERT, RED ALERT!

Folded like K-Mart deck chairs...

2008 Tampa Bay Bucs

"...of our elaborate plans, the end."

We wish you the best Caddy.

BBQ Buc O-U-T!

-A

War Made Easy

Documentary narrated by Sean Penn

In my imaginary world where mandatory High School curriculum includes the course Critical Thinking 101, this would be among the 1st films shown.

Grade: A+

-A

Open letter from BBQ Buc...

Since their Super Bowl, the Bucs are a dismal 9-16 in the month of December...

Gut check or gas pipe?

As a season ticket holder and loyal Buc fan, I could not be more appreciative of the Vince Lombardi trophy the team earned under coach Jon Gruden. This being the holiday season it doesn't exactly seem appropriate to publicly call for some one's professional head. Not that it would matter if "I" did it, it's only me after all.. and the Glazers will continue to run their team as they see fit. That having been said, I will have no choice but to not renew our tickets if this team completes this ghastly tank job by missing the playoffs and the present regime remains in tact.

Will the Raiders do Chucky in once and for all?

My 2 cents worth: We have a track record of mediocrity here over the past several years. It has been a roller coaster of with a few nice highs but some sickening lows, on and off the field. Although the defense has looked like a shell of its former self in recent weeks Monte Kiffin has been simply amazing throughout his tenure and to me his departure makes it even more imperative the Bucs examine long and hard the ability of their head man to galvanize an entire football team. Whether or not they decide to hand the defensive reigns to Raheem Morris remains to be seen. The defensive tradition that has long been a hallmark of this football club clearly needs to be reestablished and perhaps redefined to a certain extent. Play makers are needed on both sides of the ball and this is an especially critical time for this franchise. If we draft well over the next couple of years, I believe the transition of our team can go fairly well. We can not afford to swing and miss badly (*see 2nd round choice from '08 draft) or we will bottom out big time and it's going to be a rocky road back to the top. At first glance there may not be a plethora of splash, big name "offensive geniuses" that will grab headlines and turn the world on its side but, we've been there and done that. I'm no expert but I would hedge my bets that 2 dozen or so competent candidates would welcome the opportunity to ATTACK opposing defenses with the likes of Joey Galloway, and a motivated Antonio Bryant should either or both remain in the fold.

We need to get back to the days of continuity and credibility, somehow some way. And now, I have to go route for the freaking Eagles. Unacceptable!

BBQ Buc, out...

-A

It's Shoe Time!!

How about George freaking Junior, eh? During his final presss conference to the citizens of Iraq, he has a pair of Buster Browns whipped at his head. Iraqi journalist Muntazer al-Zaidi, halted the proceedings when he hurled two shoes at the outgoing Commander and Thief. Incidently, he missed with both attempts from point blank range. Bush's ineptitude even rubs off on would be assailants!

Admittedly, there was sensational value and some what of a comedic element to the big "shoe hurl". But not surprisingly, the bulk of the "coverage" was on the what and not on the why of what transpired. Though mainstream media was all too happy to broadcast images of the bizarre incident and the melee that ensued, little attention was given to what moved this person to risk life and limb in an outward act of aggression against the President of these here U-nited States in a room FULL of secret service suits! Al- Zaidi's outburst made it far too easy for State run television to depict him as just another one of those freakish, crazed, radical, A- rab sons-a-bitches!

For your consideration...

Al-Zaidi's words:
"this is a goodbye kiss, you dog.. This is from the widows, the orphans and those who were killed in Iraq."

Although the shoes may have missed their mark, the words hit home, regardless of whether or not they were reported on in the US. Hit home that is except for the intended target, George W B who quipped afterwards, "all I can report is, it is a size 10". Not only does he not get it, he comes off as an arrogant, horse's ass right to the end and it will take this nation a long time to live down the policies carried out under #43.

Christmas is coming... 1/20/09!


-A