All the goyim are running around like idiots. I’m celebrating the day by taking a pile of acoustic measurements for an article, so it’s a net profit for (((me))), rather than an expense. NPR Lady is traveling, so this weekend it’s just me and a 5 pound three legged Chihuahua with the attitude of a mastiff who I’m dogsitting. I’m not normally a fan of rat dogs, but this one I adore. Every time we leave the house, he goes crazy because I won’t let him chase deer. Not that we’re leaving the house much given the -35 degree wind chill…

And yes, birthdays are back, including the guy who put Claude Rains on the map; a rather complex and reluctant legend of the Old West; a rather energetic fellow; one of the more interesting people to push wood; what Jason Robards and Dean Stockwell have in common; the malevolent member of The Lollypop Guild; a guy who I was lucky enough to see play several times before he literally self-destructed; a rocker who came to a similar end; the guy who convinced me that Trump actually was an idiot; and a guy who I hope actually got two girls at the same time (and probably did).

That all behind us, let’s do some Links.

 

Your sperm whale’s in the gutter, your love’s in the sink.

 

…so one bear says, “Climate Change,” and the other bear responds, “No soap, radio.”

 

She actually got one right. Of course, this is after she stuffed it with pork.

 

“Was that wrong? Was I not supposed to do that?”

 

Sometimes, there IS good news.

 

Yes, it’s a touch chilly out. And I’m not the only one who noticed.

 

Black Burning Man.

 

City of Lights, the lights being burning cars.

 

Old Guy Music is in theory featuring a birthday boy. But this is one of those magic times when every single solo on this song is absolutely wonderful. This will get your blood circulating.