Now Soup Radio

I’d meant to kick off this year on Blam’s Blog with optimism by displaying the
soup can.



You may recall the concept if you’re a longtime reader. And if not, or really either
way, you can scroll back through its dozen or so appearances here — several of which mention its ancient origins via the eminent and prolific Mark Evanier. (I did swap in the bottle of Devil Tylenol from Hell that I cobbled together for a friend a couple of times, and the can also went up on a few occasions, transiently, in the sidebar.)

The idea is to exhibit said can when there will be little or no other content for a while. So why optimism? I’ll explain in my next post or perhaps the one after that.


Vintage Radio: Jakkapan via Adobe Stock. Composite: BSL.

Hear, Say

I love music. A bold take, you must be thinking, made possible only by deep reserves of courage and conviction.



The problem is that, as I’ve mentioned here at least once before, I can’t easily read
or write or hold a conversation aloud if there’s chatter going on around me — other conversations, television, etc., sadly including music with lyrics — because my brain foregrounds all of it and I’m unable to focus on any one bit to the point of utter exhaustion.