Well, I’m back from New Orleans and in more or less one piece. Not so sure about Tomb Raider. Saw some good music, ate some decent food (not Creole or Cajun)- best meal of the trip was at Shaya (h/t Shpip for the recommendation). We were not attacked by roving bands of Arabs while we were in there, so I score that as a win.

The music was good, except for the last night, where we stumbled into something outstanding. We were pointed toward the Mother In Law Lounge, and ended up sitting in big easy (no pun) chairs basically amidst the band. They were playing some amazing straight-ahead jazz standards and scorching solos. Made the whole trip worthwhile.

A week together and Tomb Raider decided that I was really offensive. This took a year for her to figure out…

Speaking of a year, birthdays today include a bullshit artist whose name lives on; the founder of the world’s greatest marching band; the inventor of the world’s most famous cocktail; a guy even hornier than I am; spiritual father of modern Progressives; a guy who really put the hammer down; a great influence on me but who was somewhat dense; a guy who raped Sarah Silverman; a guy for whom freedom was not just a two syllable word; a guy famous for going around in circles; and my son’s personal hero.

Aaaaaaand…. Links.

 

Phrasing is not Old Joe’s strength.

 

We saw one of those billboards on the drive back from the airport. I think Tomb Raider was not impressed. In her mind, stuff like this is absolutely fine. “You think everything pro-Palestinian is antisemitic.” Well, generally, sure.

 

I love this man with all my heart.

 

Half a trillion is “temporary” and “emergency,” and we wonder why inflation is nuts.

 

Old Guy Music didn’t even make the list. I am disappoint.

 

Jesus H Christ, they’re unburying this piece of fake shit again? Note the article failing to mention the most salient fact…

 

My ex-wife’s fantasy.

 

The Old Man says that this world needs more Van Vliet.