Tim Bayliss
Timothy "Tim" Bayliss is a fictional detective on Homicide: Life on the Street, played by Kyle Secor and one of the few main characters to last the entire run of the show. He was loosely based on the real-life Det. Thomas Pellegrini from David Simon's book Homicide: A Year on the Killing Streets, though the real detective was reportedly not at all a fan of his fictional alter ego. The character also appeared in the Law & Order episode "Charm City."
Childhood and early life
Born on May 31, 1960 in Baltimore, MD, Tim had a difficult and often contentious relationship with his family. However, that became the very reason he strongly valued family loyalty. Growing up he was very close with his cousins Jim and Kurt, whom he considered his brothers. In Season 3, after Jim shot and killed a Turkish exchange student, Bayliss tried to shoehorn himself into his partner Frank Pembleton's investigation despite warnings by Lt. Al Giardello to stay out of it. Pembleton learned that Kurt was killed during the Persian Gulf War, an event that may have played a role in the shooting. Jim and Kurt's father (Tim's uncle) was extremely racist, as Jim claimed that the first time he ever heard racist words were out of their father's mouth. The case went to a grand jury, which voted not to indict Jim. In the fourth season, he briefly mentioned having a six-year-old niece. When he was sixteen, he and several of his friends became high after taking magic mushrooms. He cried for eight hours as he was terrified, and ate fifty snowballs. His undergraduate minor was in drama.
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by Daniel Johnston
Dem Blues
by: Daniel JohnstonHello.
We are about to begin a little excursion if you will.
Down into the depths
Plunging downward, down
Into what appears to be a bottomless pit
So now as we go, and going we might
Inviting ourselves to see some sights
Good luck!
Down, down we fall
What will become of it all?
And falling we fall
And fall, fall, fall
Looking cute like a storybook for you to look at
So now here we are and are here we is
Walking like cows and mammals of show biz
The lifestyles of the bizarre and neurotic
Look! Donuts and crackers
And paper cups to drink juice out of
This is the life
Yeah, but what about the strife?
The pain and suffer-age and all that ruff-age
You mean them blues?
You know what I’m talking about
Well I’ve had dem blues since I don’t know when
Looks like I’ve got dem blues again
Dem blues, dem blues
Dem blues, dem blues
I really don’t know what I’m after
You’re stepping on the crackers
I’m really feeling kind of loose
Would you like some juice?
Dem blues will make me sad
Dem blues will make me mad
But dem blues, dem blues is all I have ever really had
That’s sad
You know fame means nothing to me
Fortune even less
You ain’t no donut
You know I only wanted to be a lover
Instead of a pest
What was that test you failed?
And When my eyes turn inward knowing
I find myself beginning to
Sing dem blues, dem blues
Dem blues, dem blues
Dem damn blues
You’ve made crumbs of a lot of crackers
Hey what’s that?
Looks like some kind of squiggly thing
Why it’s the most fascinating thing to be just floating
around