It's foolish (and counter-productive) to constantly pursue pleasure as an end in itself. Happiness, they say, is a by-product of satisfying work.
For the second year running, a new Karen Dalton record is my choice for The Album of the Year.
Colbert's studio audience clapped to Keith's song, blithely unaware that they were swaying to a racially tinged, explicitly pro-lynching anthem that calls for the vigilante-style hanging of car thieves.