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FWIW, I have a few albums showcasing some of the standards from the 40's. Many of those songs are timeless-and in many cases still being performed today. Ever listen to Diana Krall? Natalie Cole? Several good points brought up here. Darin has a point on letting the league, network and AB know what you think. One thing not mentioned, is that for the most part the last several SB halftime shows were aimed very hard at the under 30 crowd. Those who didn't enjoy McCartney take this into account. There ARE people in their 40's and 50's who watch football too. So, we got one. You got 10. And, I'm all for Aretha and Smoky in Detroit. Too bad Marvin Gaye is gone.

I agree. You win them through witchcraft.

I thought the look on Big Ben's face was pretty good. Like he was going to puke.

3 points? AGAIN? And, by someone elses screwups? Again? They'll likely get to the playoffs next year, barring total collapse, but this can't last any longer... Unless they move their front office to Salem...or have they already? Well, everyone is undefeated, now. (The sun will come up-tomorrow...)

I thought that was the NBA?

Let's not forget the blown opportunities in the first quarter. They could have been running out the clock in the last two minutes.

I thought it was a good choice from the standpoint of letting the fans finish the song.

Paul M. and Linda. (Wings). Was the Theme song for one of the better Bond movies-coincidently called "Live and Let Die".

Takes me back. Not bad for an old man, Paul.

Well. This thread is certainly amusing. So many deja vues all over again. Going to pop some popcorn, be right back. Need some more out of Coltrane to keep it going.

No, I work for the Defense Department. You send it to the house, not to work. This Valentines would have been our thirteenth wedding anniversary. I'm going to spend it at her grave. I work in DC, She's in Savannah. Sure would like to see her more...but I can also talk to her here. But I'm not going to miss our anniversary. Anniversaries are definitely a special occassion, though. And if someone is special to you, so is Valentine's Day. I guess what I was trying to post, is, if you're going to half ass it-don't bother. Sending flowers the cheapest way is sending flowers the cheapest way. If one cares about somebody, they make an effort to make it special, or just not do it at all. And, as an aside-I sent flowers as described above. If I couldn't get the day off, I'd bring the Champagne home. It's what you do for someone you love. A footrub never hurts, either. To me, a lot more important than getting the DVD TV. But that's me. Maybe I'm old fashioned.

FWIW. If you are going to go through the exercise, don't get concerned about money. It's not about who's cheapest. You often get what you pay for. Quality long stem roses, thorns clipped, wire reinforcement at the base, each individually with it's food and water (a little capsule the cut base fits into). Shop, I'm guessing about $60. And very important-delivered by the florist in a box. They know how to do it. White box, bow of your choosing. I always used yellow, as I always bought her yellow roses. Sometimes yellow and white, or yellow and red...it's OK to mix. The box is important. If you aren't sure if she has a rose vase, buy a crystal vase from someone reputable at the mall, and have them ship it to her address. Doesn't have to be Waterford, Mikasa is fine-and is probably on sale. Maybe $30-$40. Coordinate the deliveries the same day, or a day apart, Vase first. Make the effort. Trust me. If you can't be there, have a bottle of decent, but not extravagant champagne delivered as well (Piper is not bad, budget wise), unless you want to go higher, and maybe a couple of champagne flutes or bowls from the same place you got the vase. Whether it's the woman you admire for yourself, your sister, a friend or your mother... They will always remember this Valentines.

I always thought the runs at the buffet was pretty good, although fairly recent. And... Who's Poojer?

As a brother, of course. You don't want to get these people talking.

Dammit. I knew it. The penguin just wasn't believable, after you thought about it a while.