Prime Time

Loved the scenery and an old friend of mine is in the cast. Apparently Bryan Batt has made it to the big time since I last saw him. I think I might have a few photos of him dressed up as a candlestick somewhere.

And tonight I watched “Taking Woodstock” to see this kid who worked across the street from me. I never really knew Jonathan Groff beyond a smile and a wave but it was good seeing that face again.

I also watched the PBS NewsHour as usual. I wonder if Tim Geithner gets anything. He sure didn’t understand that the final question is Jim Lerher for “Tim you ignorant slut”

Finally, Mr. Secretary, putting all this together now, after these many months and where we are now, do you understand why there are still millions of Americans very angry about what’s happened to them as a result of the financial crisis and the economic crisis that has followed, and that so many of these things have yet to be fixed?

I enjoyed “Fresh Air” today but that’s radio.

A narrow fellow in the grass

Occasionally rides;

You may have met him, -did you not?

His notice sudden is.

The grass divides as with a comb,

A spotted shaft is seen;

And then it closes at your feet

And opens further on.

He likes a boggy acre,

A floor too cool for corn.

Yet when a child, and barefoot,

I more than once, at morn,

Have passed, I thought, a whip-lash

Unbraiding in the sun, –

When, stooping to secure it,

It wrinkled, and was gone.

Several of nature’s people

I know, and they know me;

I feel for them a transport

Of cordiality;

But never met this fellow,

Attended or alone,

Without a tighter breathing,

And zero at the bone.

                    -Emily Dickinson

Was she writing about an animal or a politician?

The real highlight was “Taking Woodstock.”

Well I came across a child of God

He was walking along the road

And I asked him tell where are you going

This he told me

Well I am going down to Yasgur’s farm

Going to join in a rock and roll band

Goin’ to get back to the land to set my soul free

We are stardust, we are golden

And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

Well then can I walk beside you

I have come to lose the smog

And I feel like I’m a cog in something turning

And maybe it’s the time of year

Yes and maybe it’s the time of man

And I don’t know who I am

But life is for learning

We are stardust, we are golden

And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

By the time we got to Woodstock

We were half a million strong

And everywhere there was song and celebration

And I dreamed I saw the bombers jet planes

Riding shotgun in the sky

Turning into butterflies

Above our nation.

We are stardust, we are golden

And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

Now I’m digging some “True Blood” and feeling good about my cigarette reduction program. Thank you Governor Paterson.

And here is a little trivia question for TheMomCat that I learned from listening to

The Brian Lehrer Show today. What New York City borough cannot boast producing a sitting Supreme Court Judge?