Going away party for one of my scientists last night. Bittersweet because I’m glad he’s moving on to bigger and better things, but he was always a great guy to have in the lab. In any case, much alcohol flowed as is the custom at these sorts of events. Massive storms kept me up all night. So I may seem a bit hazy here and there. But my attitude is fine now.

Birthdays today are not quite as rich as yesterdays, but still, there’s a guy who knew better than Shakespeare; a guy who marked where our country decided to be a hereditary monarchy; Winston’s spirit animal; a guy whose example inspires police even today; a guy who proved that kids’ books could be really boring; a one-note actor with a gimmick; the star of my favorite John Waters movie; a guy whose name suits him; an athlete famed for his boyish good looks; and a singer whose work left me cold but whose looks gave me funny feelings in my bathing suit area.

Now for the long-awaited Links.

 

“How do you think this pink outfit looks on me?”

 

Media already pimping for our return.

 

Why I don’t miss Chicago.

 

Laser focused! Hand on wallet.

 

Shocked by expected result. Women and minorities hardest hit.

 

Once a Brown, always a Brown.

 

If loving (((Peter Green)))’s playing is a crime, I’m a recidivist. Seriously, how can this not be the very best British electric blues ever laid down?