I’ve been terribly busy this week, but managed to do a lot of burning, and I can confirm that when structures are tested for fire resistance, everyone actually DOES stand around and giggle, “Fire! Fire! Uh-huh-huh-huh.” Mom continues her inexorable journey. SP and I have stepped up our drinking game, and we should be back in condition by Thanksgiving. Today will be a strenuous workout for our livers, what with a fine lineup of games and a lot of exploratory cooking to be done.

Auspicious birthdays today are led by one of my personal inspirations; an actually interesting historian; the butt of many jokes; an actually interesting filmmaker; Michael Strahan’s spirit animal; a marvelous guitarist; and the second coming of Milton.

News up.


I watched ten minutes of the livestream of this. Kaepernik learned his gamesmanship from Yasir Arafat. Note that this stunt dropped the attendees from 24 to eight.


This shouldn’t amuse me, but it amuses me.


See someone overdose on hopium.


I… can’t…. even…..


Chances of this happening to Team Blue: approximately zero.


Some things, once seen, cannot be unseen.


Other things, once seen, cannot be unseen.


Old Guy Music features another birthday boy’s song. Nothing obscure this time, but I saw him do this song on this tour. He is significantly more sober in this video than the night we saw him…