The Eagles

When you here The Eagles you’re either talking about the rock band, The Eagles, or you are talking about what Tolkien characters say just when it looks like our heroes are on their last leg. For this time though, I’m talking about the band.

Bill Simmons is one of my favorite author/columnist. I was first introduced to his basketball opinions by a coworker when he was the man headlining ESPN.com’s 2nd Page. He’s also the author of The Book of Basketball, a great read if you haven’t read it. You may have noticed him in studio with Magic, Barkley, and Wilbon during the NBA playoffs. He also is one of the people responsible for Grantland.

Recently on Grantland, he wrote up a review of his favorite movie so far of the summer. It’s not Star Trek or Man of Steel. It’s The History of the Eagles, Part One.

Tons of stuff there, here’s a couple other links I looked through after reading the review:

Email responses to the review

2003 conversation with Henley and Frey.

And a BBC documentary about the LA music scene from the 60s to the 70s.

Just a warning, there is some language and drug use in the movie, articles, and documentary (dude, it was rock in the 70s, what do you expect?). But it was pretty interesting since I know most of us love their songs.

True Story Bro.

So, this is how Ashlee’s primary class went last Sunday…

The kids are all sitting in class waiting for it to start. Someone pokes their head in and says the substitute teacher will be there in 5-10 minutes. A little while later, a lady walks in. She puts down the manual on the table and says, “Here’s the manual, you have 15 minutes to prepare a lesson to teach to me. I’ll be right back, I need to go grab something.” She gets up and leaves the class room.

The class looks at the lesson, gets their discussion ready, prepares the chalk board and everything, then sits down to wait for the substitute to return.

And waits…

And waits….

And waits…..

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And she never returned!