On today’s cycling expedition during rush hour, I saw an amazing sight. A motorist pulled to the side of the road and stopped to use her phone. Hard to believe, I know, but it’s true.

On the other hand, a man in Naples, Florida, was reaching for his cell phone just as a fire truck arrived in the intersection.
Boy, was he embarrassed.






The nonagenarian pianist presented de Barros with every biographer’s hope, unrestricted access to his subject’s personal papers and nearly unrestricted access to her private thoughts. He made the most of it, turning exhaustive research and hundreds of hours of interviews into a true story with the sweep of a novel. From the early discovery of McPartland’s musical gift through her wartime service, her ecstatic and stormy marriage to Jimmy McPartland, her growth as a pianist, her deep affair with Joe Morello, and the radio show that made her a national figure, she has had a fascinating life. It makes a splendid read.
Mulligan’s Concert Jazz Band had three fewer musicians than most big jazz outfits. Its size permitted precision, flexibility and subtlety, yet the band had the power of sprung steel. In this concert from a half century ago, the CJB is as fresh as yesterday. Arrangements by Mulligan, Bob Brookmeyer, Al Cohn and Johnny Mandel set standards to which big band writers still aspire. Bassist Buddy Clark and drummer Mel Lewis inspired Mulligan, Brookmeyer, Conte Candoli, Gene Quill and Zoot Sims to some of the best soloing of their careers. This beautifully produced issue of the complete concert is a basic repertoire item.
Ages ago, when pocket-phones looked like walkie-talkies (or like TV remotes), a Korean ran into a tree while he was at it. The poor fellow hung up for a long, long time
P.S. — The Lady, talking into that… TV remote, err, is now our Federal Chancellor, Mrs. Dr. Angela Merkel. She was Secretary of Environment back then, in the early 1990′s.
In the UK it is illegal to use a hand-held phone whilst driving. However, any five minute journey will show you at least one or two people doing so – and in commuter time — dozens …
I’m also amazed to see those people doing 90 in the 70 mph limit fast lane on their phones …
I always imagine them having Cherokee on the stereo …
The most jaw dropping sight for me personally was a truckdriver on his phone, followed by a cardriver on her phone, followed by a pickup, driver on his phone. No more than a car length between each vehicle.
Seattle drivers ran red lights in huge numbers during my recent visit. One clown tried to turn right as his light changed to green, ignoring the fact that the pedestrian had a Walk sign and the right-of-way, blaring his horn. I responded appropriately.