One pound of inference, no more, no less. No humbug, no cant, but only inference. This task done, and he would go free.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
A Memo to United Airlines
George Gershwin is rolling in his grave every time you play your sh***y bastardised adult contemporary version of 'Rhapsody in Blue'. There's a good reason that the original song didn't just have one small section of the melody looped repeatedly with an easy-listening drumbeat in the background.