So because of reasons, we ended up having five dogs around us last night. Not five little yap yaps, but five big, hulking dogs. All of whom got one another excited. And to make it worse, they all hadn’t met before and were thrown together, with many fights anticipated. A large pit bull was among them, and our bets went on him for the second round win. Fooled us, they all instantly bonded into a pack, but not before ripping several holes in my hand and arm as well as knocking down NPR Lady (who is quite tiny) in a fit of jumping enthusiasm. Kaiser was so excited that his jumping was the all-four-feet-in-the-air variety. Anyway, I am metaphorically licking my wounds, Kaiser is begging to go back to his new-found pack, and NPR Lady is trying hard to make an excuse why she won’t be there.

Speaking of not being there, apparently September 3 was astrologically poor for anything I give a shit about. But still, it’s the birthday of the inventor of the pussy magnet; a woman who played second fiddle to Margaret Dumont; the last worthwhile Democrat; a guy who had the blues every day; a pretty decent cartoonist who was an inspiration and unbelievably kind to my father; the only person named Ralph I would have ever banged; a militant free-market economist; a great actress who had very bad luck; a not so great actress who made her fortune from her tits; and a guy we’d all like to hang out with.

On to Links.

 

Drowning Man? Really, this is just like Woodstock, but the hippies were made of sterner stuff.

 

Why is this guy’s head not on a pike as a warning to other wannabe dictators?

 

None were as good as Carlos Danger.

 

Too bad, because their food is really, really good.

 

Another leech snuffs it.

 

Didn’t they already do this in Spinal Tap?

 

I have certainly found this to be true.

 

Jupiter’s moons cause volcano activity on Earth. This would make a great science fiction story.

 

For whatever reason, I’ve been on a clawhammer-style banjo kick lately. So Old Guy Music is an exemplar of the style, played by a true master. Makes me want to squeal like a pig.