“Guido, we paid you good shekels, and yet everyone has been seeing the guy still walking around. And (((we))) are still getting blamed.” My Christian friends are all saying, “He is risen!” which means that Jesus is chametz.

Easter egg hunts are a bit different here than other places we’ve lived- it’s Arizona spring, equivalent to everywhere else’s height of summer, so chocolate eggs would be puddles. Instead, we use raw eggs, which are naturally poached by the time the kids find them. Eggs Benedict seem to be popular for Easter breakfast. I think this is not a coincidence.

Neither are birthdays, today’s including a guy legendary for being a triple killer;  a guy whose writing career resembled a supernova;  a wonderful actress who also voiced every great female cartoon character until June Foray came along; a guy who took a licking; a woman who was so stereotypical as a haughty French filmmaker that I couldn’t make up a better character; a woman whose views on guns are memory-holed by her numerous Progressive admirers; a woman who caught George jerking; Pete Buttchug’s spirit animal; my favorite hotel clerk; my favorite playwright; a woman who never let facts get in the way of the best-seller list; a guy who never learned from other people’s fuckups; a mediocre magician with a perfect sense of self-promotion; the inspiration for a Muppet; and a woman who is a running joke in my research group.

Let’s see what’s in the news, other than the botched hit.

 

This is certainly Trump’s fault.

 

I’m sure this is Trump’s fault, too.

 

Team Blue quietly admits that Biden is an authoritarian and hypocritical idiot.

 

I’d recommend a prostate exam.

 

You don’t say. Huh. 

 

A new kind of Hate Bird.

 

Woodchippers needed. Stat.

 

Amongst all the fake outrage and moral preening here, all I can think is, “How do you do all that weird capitalization and punctuation?” Seems like you have to go out of your way on the keyboard.

 

Old Guy Music today seemed kind of appropriate. Besides all the obvious stuff, this is a cut I’d play to argue that Freddie Green was the Charlie Christian of chords and comp. And that Charlie Christian was the Freddie Green of lead guitar.