Frank's Greatest Album

Frank Jr. once said that this album should be available only by prescription, it's that powerful. He said it's full of suicide songs.

Well, I don't know about that, but Julie and Stephen once came home to find me lying on the floor in the dark listening to this album. It's really an emotional ride if you're suffering from heartbreak. If you're in a good place emotionally, it can still really pack a punch, reminding you of old heartaches. But it's exquisitely beautiful, gorgeously sung and contains many of Frank's all time greatest inspired interpretations of saloon songs ever.

Angel Eyes. One For My Baby. What's New.

It's Sinatra's greatest album ever. Period.


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We Have A Winner

I'm so pleased that my daughter is going to grow up in a world where this is normal.

Indy racing is the one sport I've always enjoyed. I have vivid memories of watching the Indy 500 with my dad, and cheering the Unser boys and wearing an AJ Foyt T-shirt. It's the one sports event I try to watch every year, and Emma and I had fun watching it last year when another woman driver, Milka, crashed. Emma was rooting for Milka and later that same day, she crashed on her tricycle and excitedly cried that she was now just like Milka!

We'll be cheering for Danica this year. Emma sang a song this morning that went something like this: "I love Danica, she won a trophy just like me!" Emma got a trophy for her ballet recital yesterday, so she and Danica have something in common, you see. And Emma declared that she wants to dress up like Danica for Halloween. Better start shopping for a jumpsuit and helmet. Maybe Shaw can be Emma's pit crew.

Finally -- A Jet Pack?

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Is my dream of owning a jet pack coming closer to a reality...?

Ten Years Later, We Still Miss You

Are You Ready, Boots?

Yippee Ki Yay, Melon Farmer

Watching Die Hard movies on commercial television can be a jarring experience. The Yippee Ki Yay is typically cut off right after Yippee Ki Yay. And other "colorful metaphors" are dubbed. My favorite, by far, occurred in Die Hard 3 when Samuel L. Jackson calls Bruce WIllis a "racist melon farmer." Melon farmer? The best faux expletive ever.

So now here's a clip of Die Hard 2 dubbed for tv. Listen for the expertly done voice that, oddly, sounds absolutely nothing like Bruce Willis.

Exchange Student

Back in high school we had one exchange student each year, My senior year, our school hosted Silvia Callirgos from Peru. I wondered if, through the miracle of the internet, I could find out what she's up to these days. Well, who knew she'd be on YouTube? She shows up most prominently about 3:30 into the piece.

Now if I could just get hold of Russ Siders to translate for me...

Taxi

Okay.

It's easy to rip on Shatner and make fun of his "singing" style. But this clip actually really nails what he's going for. Watch it with an open mind (and just ignore his collar) and you'll actually see a brilliant performance, a monologue-like interpretation of the Harry Chapin song, Taxi.



No, I'm serious.