Right Boot . . . Got It!

Right Boot . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . zing . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Got It!

I'm a guy pushing 40 who loves movies, sports, TV, books, music, video games and comic books (basically all things entertainment). The posts will likely be random ramblings of entertainment stuff I enjoy, some 70s, a lot of 80s, the 90s and today, all very likely smothered with a heavy dose of cheese. Kind of like an easy listening blog station. Oh yeah, and a lot of bad or unfortunate names.

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Thursday, October 21, 2010

One Step to Moron

 What is it about success that turns people into complete morons? Look no further than your TV: Undercover Boss shows just how ineffectual executives are. Week after week, we are treated to CEOs, seemingly smart enough to run multi-million (or billion) dollar companies, failing at the simplest of tasks and being shown up by people making $10 an hour.  So far this year, we've seen executives that can't clean a plane, have trouble checking people into a hotel, and can't hold a conversation on a service call. In other words, these executives making tons of money, can't do even the simplest job in their respective companies.



Not that I can talk, as many of you know, BoDerickus is an attorney. I have realized that the longer I practice law, the harder it gets for me to do the simplest of tasks. I can navigate the most complex of contracts, but can't figure out how to fax something from the copier. I can argue a point in front of a judge, but can't figure out how to change the message on my phone. Where's my assistant when I need her?

Monday, October 18, 2010

It's King Biscuit Time!

Sonny Boy Williamson and Lee Trevino?

Last Thursday, me and my brother-in-law, The Bald Hippie, headed down to the picturesque hamlet of Helena/West Helena, Arkansas for the 25th annual blues festival which now has regained the mighty, and appropriate, name of The King Biscuit Blues Festival.  Yes, I know, Helena/West Helena is a dump, and yes, it is quite stupid that they use both names for this town.  And yes, they have three half-decent hotels for 25,000+ attendees.

The King Biscuit is one of the best blues festivals in the country and is definitely one of the most laid back music experiences I have ever had. People come from all over the world to attend this festival. During the first two days, I met people from Chicago; Long Beach, CA; St. Louis; Cleveland; England; Oslo, Norway; Kansas City; Amsterdam; and Manitowac, Wisconsin.

The first night, we saw Reba Russel, Paul Thorn from Tupelo and the awesome B.B. King, 85 years old and still rocking.

Paul Thorn-He's released multiple albums and been thumped by Roberto Duran back in the 80s
B.B. King was seated, but that didn't stop him from really bringing the house down.
Just before the B.B. concert, I learned that the old guy sitting next to me was a H/WH resident and he had seen Sonny Boy Williamson and Muddy Waters play a club there in 1952.  1952! That's 58 years ago people. Just some of the cool stories you find at the King Biscuit. Stay tuned for more of the updates as I get more pictures downloaded.