I’m voluntarily staying away from work for the next week. Which may be the best thing for me mentally. I’m not consciously isolating, but I’m quite looking forward to just being with SP for a bit. My usual mountain hiking is dead dead dead since the local park & rec authorities decided that they were going to enforce Leper Length in the most heavy-handed possible way. And by the time this gets changed, it will be 120° in the morning. So this weekend, it will be urban walks past churches where people are singing about some guy (((we))) had hit. I’m considering wearing a full on respirator system just to troll.

Birthdays today include a guy nicknamed “Shakey”; a guy who was in the best baseball film of all time; a composer who, every time I hear his music, I think, “Did I like this?”; John McAfee’s spirit animal; and a woman who managed to get banned from SNL.

Oh yes, and news.

 

Some things about Philly haven’t changed since the days I lived there.

 

Hey, isn’t this a rerun?

 

Daryl Huff nods.

 

This is why woodchippers were invented.

 

Or maybe THIS is why.

 

“I can walk! Mein Fuehrer, I can walk!”

 

CNN defends SCIENCE. Sheesh.

 

Old Guy Music is my farewell to the great John Prine.