“OK, you need to move everything out of your lab, haul it upstairs, and set it up there. As soon as you do that, you need to haul everything that’s upstairs to the downstairs to make room for more stuff you’re hauling from downstairs to upstairs.” This will be my Saturday. It is not often that one thinks, “Man, I wish Warty was here,” but this is one of those times. No time to spare, so let’s just get to it.

Birthdays today include a fun guy with reputedly a huge dick; co-star of TV’s most perfect comedy; candidate for the most overrated actress; a comedian who knew how to go out with a bang; an absolutely disgusting fraud who became the patron saint of ambulance-chasers; and the queen of processed and unchallenging punk.

 

British politics is getting nearly as entertaining as ours.

 

I’ve never been an opera fan, but I could be convinced.

 

More TSA heroes.

 

Attention Swiss Servator!

 

Hey, Cubans, if you don’t like it, there ARE still lampposts.

 

Cheer on the police state! What could possibly go wrong?

 

You have enough money to, ahhh, take care of this situation.

 

“This time, for sure!”

 

“We’re the government and we’re here to help you!”

 

Old Guy Music is a selection from an interesting concept album, “Seven Curses,” the songs on which are all American murder ballads. Cheerful! Here’s a wonderful cowboy song.