I can’t believe it’s already November. The snow is falling, the rivers are icing over, the trees are bare. We have an election coming up this week where my vote against a $250 million school bond issue will be on the vastly losing side. Pumpkins and skulls have been replaced by pilgrims and Santas. And the presidential campaigns are swinging into Full Stupidity.

Birthdays today are few but good. A guy the Indians could have used; a guy I will always think of as Wladislaw; the definitive Sherlock Holmes; a loser; a strong candidate for dumbest US senator; someone who used to be funny; and a guy who used to be good.

News!

 

Where’s my fainting couch?

 

Check your menstrual privilege.

 

Sexist vs. homophobe deathmatch.

 

Bitch had it coming.

 

Think of what that’s doing to your intestines.

 

Deep thinker.

 

I have an alibi.

 

More deep thought.

 

Old Guy Music today can be blamed on Tundra, who sent me down a rabbit hole yesterday. Or  turtle hole. Whatever.