An odd commonality I’m seeing in various NPR Ladies is a fetish for kayaking. I wanted to attribute this to Eskimo cosplay, but none of them wear mukluks or practice the wife-sharing customs. Anyway, I feel less bad about mocking their world views now that they’ve had the opportunity to mock my boating skills- apparently, the sight of a fat elderly Jew trying to get himself in and out of a kayak is vastly amusing to Women of Government Radio, especially when aforesaid Jew does a Biden-plant into the lake.

Let me move onto happier things : Birthdays today include a true rock star; a guy whose partition is applicated; a guy whose fodder is yanda; a guy whose work was a howling success and couldn’t be beat; the bestest CIA assassin ever; a writer whose best work wasn’t literary; a baseball legend for a very odd reason; the Ironside of soul singers; arguably the hottest female rocker; and someone who absolutely, positively is a doctor. 

And Doctor’s orders include Links b.i.d.

 

 “We are VERY unhappy about having marginally less control over your life. It forces us to lie and to invoke the Boogieman.”

 

Local news. VERY local. If it helps, Kaiser takes a dump in front of the Confucius Institute every morning when we walk to the cafe for breakfast.

 

Stick with old doctors.

 

So, leaving pamphlets and stickers gets you 10-20 years? How can that possibly be constitutional?

 

“So, get prepared to send us more money and more toys.”

 

I’m not saying it’s the Jews, but…. it’s the Jews.

 

Wouldn’t it be hilarious if it turns out that the ink is carcinogenic? 

 

I admit that I’m not much of a fan of soul, R&B, Motown, whatever. But there are a few songs in that genre that get me nodding and enjoying. This is one from a Birthday Boy that always delights the Old Man.