Right into my veins.

Sonny Rollins, Giant of the Jazz Saxophone, Is Dead at 95 www.nytimes.com/2026/05/25/a... I realize 95 is a long life, but it would have been great to have him a little longer.

Make mine a double.

Gonna brag about acing this cognitive test.

New Landline out: free access, pay what you can. Thanks. jaybabcock.substack.com/p/landline-s...

Making a break for it with a gas station roadmap and a glovebox full of Slim Jims.

Making a break for it with a gas station roadmap and a glovebox full of Slim Jims.

You can’t go wrong with Bob & Ray. You can’t!

I don't hate advertising, only bad advertising. This ad was the bane of my existence when I worked in food service, but it still cracked me up. RIP Joe Sedelmaier.

I don't hate advertising, only bad advertising. This ad was the bane of my existence when I worked in food service, but it still cracked me up. RIP Joe Sedelmaier.

Open to debate

No

I mean, I like Don Knotts just fine, but i feel like the exclamation mark is unwarranted.

I mean, I like Don Knotts just fine, but i feel like the exclamation mark is unwarranted.

Needed to be said.

Shalit victorious.

Next White Lotus should be on a hantavirus cruise ship with dwindling supplies.

Please enjoy this timeline cleanse while the dog cools his belly. Ready.

For everyone who’s ever had a shitty job.

Farewell, Nicole Hollander.

Happy May Day.

I just want to talk about episodes of Bob & Ray’s Mary Backstage.

Unexpectedly tough interview on the BBC right now about preventing bananas from browning. The contempt of the interviewer was palpable. “You’re tampering with the natural process of the banana.”

I salute you.

This doesn’t reflect well on the mentalist.

WFMU’s print zine, Lowest Common Denominator, is accepting submissions for our summer Issue! We’re looking for: • Art: Comics, illustration, collage, photography, etc.—one page or less preferred • Writing: Up to 500 words Deadline: Fri., 5/15 Submit at wfmu.org/lcd. Questions? Email [email protected]

There comes a point where you look at the four remaining hot dog buns in the bag and think yeah, that qualifies as bread.

Spike!

Walked through our door and let out a mournful howl five years ago today. Runs the place now.

The back doors of Tucson.

The back doors of Tucson.

“Tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection“ makes me think it should be the other way around.

fwiw, I'm sharing a link to an utterly astonishing 40-minute Iranian documentary from 2004 (that I saw for the first time last night!) with all the wonderful folks who have subscribed, donated, bartered and so on to help keep my 'Landline' newsletter going. jaybabcock.substack.com/p/landline-s...

I have a story about misanthropic little leaguers up at Bardball today. Here’s a link, if that sounds like your kind of thing. bardball.com/2026/04/10/journey-to-the-end-of-the-ninth/

Caught myself unconsciously dancing to John Lee Hooker in the kitchen, and realized, shit, I’m that guy in the pharmaceutical ad.

I have a story about misanthropic little leaguers up at Bardball today. Here’s a link, if that sounds like your kind of thing. bardball.com/2026/04/10/journey-to-the-end-of-the-ninth/

Treed a lizard.

My mise en place is wack.