Yee haw

It pleases me endlessly to know that Little Jimmy Dickens sang "May the Bird of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose" when Carnegie Hall hosted the "Grand Ole Opry" Monday night. The "Opry" is one of my favorite things in the world, and Dickens, 79, is one of the best things about the "Opry." His act never varies much -- hasn't varied much in the dozen or so years that I've been a regular "Opry" listener -- but it's reliably funny and country as hell. Little Jimmy Dickens, of thee I sing.