SP and I have been pretending to shelter in place. This means wine (a nice Loire Valley Chenin last night) and movies (It Happens Every Spring and Anatomy of a Murder, an odd double feature). But not all is frivolity. I need your help, each and every one of you. Apparently the euphemistic term “Social Distance” has caught on and overwhelmed the term I prefer and believe more accurate, “Leper Length.” I need help reviving this term from its coma and trying to mainstream it. Won’t you pitch in and start using it in your daily conversation?

Birthdays today include a guy, who despite the rumors, I never saw pitch; a guy who I did see pitch; a guy who made all of us laugh our asses off; a guy who let politics taint his science; the most annoying Star Trek character ever; a tennis player who seemed like she’d be fun to hang out with; and a guy who’d be happy to tell you that you’re WRONG.

News, yes, let’s.


Trump tells NY, NJ, “PSYCH!” Master troll.


There just isn’t enough popcorn in this world.




Florida governor looks at Rhode Island and says, “Hold mah beer!”


“If you want a picture of the present, imagine a boot stomping on the human face, forever.”


JFC, California. I am so glad to be out of there.


Aha, just as we suspected!



Old Guy Music is a song from what might have been the greatest jazz concert ever played.