Sunday again, and I’m tasked with picking up the dog shit from the back yard. And somehow, there’s symbolism in that. But before I go outside and deal with the blazing heat and smelly Volkswagen-sized turds, I’ll lay out a few links for your delectation.
But first, the birthdays. Starting with a guy whose bottom was trimmed- and his top, too; a guy whose rules we all obey; a dishonest statist piece of shit who swore he could pass through the eye of a needle; the Queen of Hype who had to school a lot of over-educated idiots about the Monty Hall Problem; a guy who was the apple of his mother’s eye; and a guy who managed to be fatter than Luis Tiant.
And now the news.
Stupid Uncle Joe praises the Schenck decision. Fuck you, Joe, I hope you get an aneurysm and die before destroying even more lives.
Old Guy Music combines my John Prine kick with my adoration of Iris DeMent. You can skip ahead to 1:30 if you want to bypass the patter. Delightful and hilarious song, and really, one day SP and I are going to have to play this for friends.