This was the first show ever reissued from the shows that were taken offline. Below are the original shownotes. It is perfect for “Independence Day” otherwise known to U.S. citizens as “The Fourth of July”.
1. “Washington Post March” by John Philip Sousa, played by the Band of the Grenadier Guards & Rodney Bashford
2. Opening pronouncements
3. “The One Pound Rocket” by P.W. Fenton segment #1, backgound music – “Family” by Rob Costlow
Prologue: “Ralph’s Basement” by P.W. Fenton
“Bashin’” by Jimmy Smith
“The Legacy of Geeks” by P.W. Fenton
“Take Me Out To The Ball Game” by Don Stiernberg from his CD “About Time”
“End Title” by Randy Newman from the Avalon Soundtrack Album
“The Natural” by Randy Newman from the soundtrack of The Natural
“Take Me Out To the Ball Game” by Carly Simon from her boxed set “Clouds In My Coffee”
As always many thanks to 3 Blind Mice for providing my theme music
On his second day in office, as part of his reasoned approach to immigration, W. Mitt Romney will have the Statue of Liberty disassembled and shipped back to France. Said Willard, “It’s like a damn billboard… Give me your tired, your poor, wretched refuse, the homeless, I lift my lamp beside the golden door? It’s time we had the good sense to turn off the lamp and lock the golden door.” In it’s place, Willard plans to erect a huge statue of an old man sitting on a tree stump with a shotgun lying across his lap, next to a “No Trespassing” sign. Visiting tourists will be able to go up inside the statue and look out of the barrel of the shotgun, which will point towards Brooklyn.
A service was held today in honor of my good friend Ross Greco. I loved him dearly. His wife Melody asked me to say a few words about him at today’s service…
“When Melody asked me to say a few words about my buddy Ross here today, I knew that I had to do it. I had no idea how to do it. I just knew that I couldn’t chicken out. That would be selfish. That would be thinking about me. Today is all about Ross. Today is about giving Ross the all love and respect he has earned in this world. And my friend Ross would never have chickened out. Ross would never shrink from his responsibility. Ross wasn’t that kind of guy.
I have often said, when trying to describe Ross to someone who didn’t know him, that if I was an employer, I would want to fill my whole organization with people just like him.
In all the years I’ve known him, and for most of those we worked together, I never once saw him fail to help anyone he encountered that needed help. It just wasn’t in him. If he COULD help you he would, and if he couldn’t help you he would FIND someone who could. He was tireless, never looking for the EASY way, just the right way.
But there was another side to Ross that we all treasure equally. He was wonderfully funny. I remember watching him tell the same TRUE story about himself… FIVE times to different groups of people… each time laughing so hard I was brought to tears. Anybody here that knew Ross will understand when I say that one day not too long ago, when my garage door jammed half way open, I started to laugh. Not because there was anything funny about having a broken garage door, but because it instantly brought to mind one of his funniest stories.
Nobody could want a better son… nobody could want a better brother… nobody could want a better husband… nobody could want a better father… and none of us could want a better friend. Ross had a favorite little thing he liked to say to people. When he said it, he would act like it was a joke… but it really wasn’t. He would say “I want you to know that I’m here for you… and when I’m not here for you… I’m there for you.”
I’ve really only known one person like Ross in my whole life, and that was my dad… who coincidently, passed away in the middle of March just 5 years ago. When he did, I said something about his place in this world, that also applies to my good friend Ross… On the day Ross died… March 12th, 2012… the status of everyone on Earth went up a notch… because suddenly there was more room at the top.”
When I was looking for a picture to use for this episode of Digital Flotsam. I had a picture of my daughter Billie in mind that I guessed was taken around the time described in this show. I searched dozens of CDs filled with old pictures but I couldn’t find it. I eventually ran across the one above on my hard drive. It wasn’t the picture I was looking for, but it appeared to be from the right time period. When I loaded it into Photoshop, I gasped. If you look closely… in this picture… her hands… especially her left… are covered with ant bites. [insert Twilight Zone theme music]
Loads of folks to thank for this episode… first and foremost, Billie, known throughout her life at home as “best pal”. She is the one I refer to as my “Anglo” daughter. She wrote a great story, which will no doubt inspire me to one day talk about the same incident from a parent’s perspective. It was quite an experience to be at work and get a phone call announcing that your daughter was just taken away unconscious in an ambulance.
A special thank you to Brian Noe (of The Frank Truth) for adding a couple of Pythonesque asides. Thanks to Larry Josephson, long time producer of Bob & Ray, and bobandray.com for allowing me access to their enormous library of fun.
This episode has been re-issued, without commercials, for your listening pleasure…
This whole episode of Digital Flotsam is entirely TRUE. The picture you see above was taken of me at the very time this episode takes place. In fact…. the door you see behind me (yes that’s me) belongs to our friend Peter, mentioned in the show.
There was some great music in this episode.
Roughly in order of first appearance…
Yes it’s Christmas time. I pull out some old, some new, some borrowed, some blue… etc. Something for all ages… much welcome after that “not safe for children” episode #70. As usual this one contains music I know you will be interested in…
This is a very special Digital Flotsam. It features a guest story teller, something that has only happened a few times in the history of this show.
This episode got it’s name from a very moving scene in the movie Blade Runner in which one of the main characters, facing his own mortality, ponders the fleeting nature of existence, and speculates that all traces of his life will soon be lost forever – like tears in rain.
This story reminded me of that scene because it has to do with a man whose life’s record had been similarly diluted by the much more notable circumstances that surrounded his death.
After I made the association with Blade Runner I couldn’t resist sticking with it. So just about all of the music is from the excellent Blade Runner Soundtrack. As always I include the wonderful theme music provided for me by one of my favorite bands 3 Blind Mice. And the story ends with a reprise of one of my own songs Above The Clouds.
If you haven’t listened to the show yet, please do so before you examine any of the material that follows.