Dear Mr. Dylan,

I listen to this upload of your music that is, likely, unauthorized and for which you probably receive no due remuneration.
OTOH, in view of the hosting site, I will probably get aural lead poisoning so, well, that’s still not going to constitute any restitution to you.
So, I apologize.

פסח שמח
Hog Beatty

http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XNjYzNDc0MTcy.html?from=y1.2-1-84.3.6-1.1-1-1-5
the best of bob dylan

‘Living in the Shadow’ or

Fountain Avenue in Los Angeles is the site of a Scientology Center. Lawrence Wright examines the religion and the man who made it what it is today.
‘Recruiter Drones on Patrol’

Sir, I’d like to give you something.

Sorry, I am not a prospect for you.

You have a personality. I’m offering you a free personality test.

No, thanks.  I live in Los Angeles, so my personality is already thoroughly tested every day.

So, what else is new?

Shmura_Matzo
Me
Easter candy (in February)?

Rite-Aid shelf stocker
That’s right.

Me
So, where’s the Passover section?

Rite-Aid shelf stocker
Next aisle, over.

Me
Huh.  That was pretty quick.
The matzoh and horseradish are over there?

Rite-Aid shelf stocker
[grins]

Me
He has no idea what I’m talking about.

Man behind me in line
Neither do I.

Point taken.

Really, Mom, you took it there?

stale cake

Wally
Gee, Mom, dinner was great.

Dad
Yes, June, you really outdid yourself.

Eddie
Thank you for a lovely dinner, Mrs. Cleaver.

Mom
You’re most welcome, Eddie.

Theodore
Say, Mom, can we have that leftover cake for dessert?

Wally
Aw, you don’t want that cake, Beave; it’s all stale and hard.

Theodore
Gee, I’d rather have it hard than not at all.

Mom
Nice boys don’t say that, Beaver.

I have simultaneously bi-directional aural dyslexia.

I can hear the dynamic beauty of ‘Stairway to Heaven’ played forward.

.

And, at the same time, I can hear the promotion of Satanism via ‘Stairway to Heaven’ played backward.

So I’ve got that goin’ for me.

(It’s a joke, dammit!)