Summertime

We're not a big fan of defensive statistics articles. Not on Monday mornings and not so much on days that are made for love. That said, they could be worth the trouble. Will someone please read this essay on Defensive Regression Analysis by Michael Humphreys of the Hardball Times and tell us what it says?

In the meantime, me and Rowdy Jr. are mellow with "Summertime" from the Ray Charles and Cleo Laine Porgy & Bess soundtrack. All hail Leeeny for turning us on to it.

Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy's rich
And your mama's good lookin'
So hush little baby now
Don't you cry

One of these mornin's
You're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings
And take to the sky

But til that mornin'
Ain't nothin' can harm you
With your daddy
And your mammy
Standin' by

Rowdy Jr. loves this tune. Around here we skip all the Baby Mozart Sleep Sound in Jesus Lullaby Earth Welcoming Baby and go right for the good stuff. Life is too short to do otherwise.

Other Rowdy Jr. favorites: Charlie Parker, "Hootie Blues," Miles Davis, "My Funny Valentine," Red Allen, "Sweet Lorraine" and "I Cover the Waterfront," Django Rhinehart, "Improvisation on 'Pathetique'," Roy Milton, "So Tired," Taj Mahal & Toumani Diabate, "Tunkaranke," and Peggy Lee / Benny Goodman, "Ev'rything I Love." The boy is five months old and that's what we find on his iPod playlist.