The Eclectic Café with Bonnie Grice

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A daily dose of music, special guests and food for thought. Unique. Informative. Fun. A new spin on Public Radio.

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He was a big man. And he hated bullies.

My Dad stood about 6’3” 250 lbs. A giant to my young eyes. Strong. Powerful. Intimidating. He earned the nickname “The Bear.” His hands were like paws. Lucky for me he didn’t anger easily. But when he did it was memorable….

“I’m fairly certain YOLO is just Carpe Diem for stupid people.” --Jack Black


Doing radio for almost 3 decades I’ve had a fair share of “YOLO moments”. It’s an acronym meaning “you only live once”… I.E. “well that sucked but hey---YOLO”! Yolo’s kind of a dumbass excuse for screwing up. Think “my bad” with an added level of positive reinforcement… “Ah well----“ sigh----smile--- “you live and learn… !” And then you move on.


“Ink, a Drug…” ----Vladimir Nabokov

Of course Nabokov was referring to the obsession of writing with pen and ink on paper. Nowadays the keyboard is mightier than the sword… and INK is primarily what you put on your body.

Tattooing has been around since prehistoric times. Curious what Cro-Magnon Man would’ve chosen… bone? spear? “Ma”…? The word “tattoo” comes from the Polynesian “tatau.” Before that Western folks called it painting, staining, scarring. Today it’s INK, or TAT (lazy hipster) … TAC as in “Tac it on…”

“It’s in the journey that we see there’s no destination


It’s in the journey we find our true love…

Well we don’t know where we’re going

Don’t know just where we’ve been

We gotta dig deep down inside…” 

---Martin Sexton “In the Journey”


Elka Rifkin & The Watermill Center

May 25, 2016