Exhausted. Another week of pretending to care about my job. Massive family issues for SP. Much sleeplessness. I look at my penis and think, “Lami sabachthani???” Now I’ll pretend to be delivering first class links.

Birthdays today include a guy who had two wishes and got them both; a guy who was more Catholic than the Pope; a historian who didn’t like (((us))) very much; a guy who proved that comedians don’t have to actually be funny; the guy who beat Hillary; a president who showed us all how brainy he was; a guy who proved that being consistently wrong pays well; a guy whose fame and fortune came from driving around in circles; a guy who definitely needed more range time; and a woman whose Wikipedia photo looks disturbingly like Pocahontas.

Not feeling any wrinkles disappearing, I suppose I’ll move on to Linkage.

 

No way this could backfire.

 

Given that this was 100 years ago, I doubt there are survivors. Just grasping grifters.

 

Those genocidal Jews!

 

“It’s organic.”

 

They act as if dysfunction was a bad thing.

 

Hears the word “ammo,” perks up.

 

“We call them micro-roos.”

 

Old Guy Music today is not only a song I love, but a photo I love. I always had a soft spot for Dalmatians.