People are going into total freakout here about the temperatures: it dipped down to -5 and was below +8 for a couple days. Big whoop. I guess it’s because they’re transplanted New Yorker City people or something. But I did have the girl behind the counter at our local convenience store ask me, as I stepped in, “How cold is it out there?” I pointedly looked down at my crotch, then replied, “About a centimeter.”

And speaking of short, birthdays today are rather slim pickings (no, it’s not his birthday) but nonetheless include the inventor of our favorite weapon; a perennial loser; a maker of really crappy cars including the infamous Deux Chevaux; a guy who never got a dinner; the inspiration for SugarFree, except the wife-killing part; the greatest non-juiced slugger; the King of Procedurals; an actually legal Alien; and a pioneer of the mockumentary genre.

Let’s get Linkin’, eh?

 

Selling stuff instead of giving it away. Crazy, them Chinese is. Any chance we could swap Biden for Xi?

 

No “white supremacist,” no firearms. This story is going to disappear quickly. What we need are common-sense nutbag regulations.

 

“If you take a walk, we’ll tax your feet.”

 

A perfect roundup of “missing the point.”

 

And a rare instance of someone NOT missing the point.

 

Dishonorably discharged goofball stumbles onto a new grift.

 

Man, this is good. I mean, it’s really good. TvZ’s songs were great, McMurtry’s cover honors the music, and he even gets to demonstrate how skilled he is at guitar.