Hanukkah is early this year, what with the lunar vs. solar calendar. Winter isn’t, though, at least not around here. We’ve had a few decent snowstorms, ice in the mornings, and chilly nights. Our dear friend, the delightful Tulip, will be joining us later this week for the festivities. Much spiked cider, some refreshing local wines, a misshapen dreidel, and we’re ready to go. She’ll meet our snowflakes, both literal and figurative, and try her best (RIGHT???) not to cause us to lose our staff. The amusement factor will be worth it.

In any case, SP and I are going to have a fun day today tasting Georgian wine and food. Not Atlanta, Tbilisi. So you kids behave yourselves after we’re out of here.

Birthdays today include a proto civil libertarian; a guy who took Chief Brody’s suggestion seriously; a guy who was not an artist; a Nobelist who could not possibly win it if he were around today; a hawk among the sparrows; the connection between the Rams and The Outer Limits; a fascinating guy who was actually married more times than I was; the greatest politician/entertainer ever, whose example should inspire contemporary government sorts; a guy who should have taken that inspiration; a guy who made me like the way I look; a woman who is deeply weird and deeply talented; a guy who makes you beg for more Joe Buck; and a guy who inspired trains and subways all over England.

Let’s do Links.

 

Nice if true. But likely not true.

 

It’s a pity the taxpayers are on the hook rather than the goon murderous cops. But that’s how it always is.

 

FUCK THAT SHIT!

 

Tilting at windmills.

 

Don’t let the door hit your wrinkled old ass on the way out.

 

Holy shit, when you think the Fooch has hit rock bottom, he says, “Hold mah hypodermic!”

 

Seriously, this can’t be parodied.”Justice-involved people.” JHTFC.

 

Nor can this. “We’re taking firm action by restricting parking!”

 

Old Guy Music features a Birthday Boy showing off the tone that launched a thousand boppers. Fuck, the Hawk was amazing.