I had to go see my doc this week because of a couple out of range results in my routine bloodwork. She’s a very smart young woman and somewhat cute as well. We have a good personal rapport, and she’s perfectly comfortable telling me about personal stuff. We went through an exam, discussed the results a bit, and she observed, “Well, despite the lab results, you’re the healthiest..” Yes? “…geriatric patient I have.” Oof.

To get to be geriatric, you need to have birthdays, and people who have or had them on this date include a guy who I am sure will be claimed by the trans community; a guy who developed the single most beautiful equation in mathematics; a guy we should all drink to; a vicious anti-semite who did have an effect; a great artist from my favorite school; a guy famous for his shoe; a shrink for the rest of us; someone who represented the very best of America; the most beautiful woman not named Diana Rigg to ever walk the earth; and a guy who was perhaps not the best date.

Let’s move on to Links.

 

We got those damn Rooskies right where we want ’em!

 

Maybe stop worrying about weed and using voodoo polygraph technology and, I dunno, concentrate more on actual security? I know, crazy talk.

 

So he shit himself?

 

Apparently he was unaware of “bros before hos.”

 

Live Free or Die?

 

In spring, a young man’s fancy turns to…

 

So last weekend, the Old Man went to a little bar in Rochester with an NPR Lady and these guys were playing. And they were on fire! After we put it out, they continued playing.