Sorry, I didn’t have a JPG of this year’s 4/20 themed logo.

It’s the Big Day in our little hamlet. My students have been pregaming since Thursday and it’s the last big blowout before finals. It’s always around now but there’s a particular resonance about it falling on 4/20.  The local university is upset that we’re using Hot Dog Day at our café and even more upset that we’ve tied it to (legal here) weed. Hey, be glad we didn’t mention Hitler, OK? In any case, our regular cook, a fellow named l0B0T had to go out of town, so the kitchen will be run by Tomb Raider and yours truly. Our special today is the Hot Dog Breakfast Burrito and we promise no veins.

A particularly interesting set of birthdays today, whoever planned this had to be smoking something. I mean, really, a collection that includes a quintessential Frenchman who set the pattern for their battle performance; why the Armenians hate (((us))); the spiritual head of the Democratic Progressive Caucus; the inspiration for OSHA; the greatest Spanish artist not named Picasso; a guy who always had good vibes; one more reason to hate Nixon; one more reason to wish that the Enterprise had gotten destroyed; someone who should have been the symbol for Team Red; and (along with her sister) one of my childhood celebrity crushes.  And, fittingly, one more- the girl I call Second Daughter, our very own Riven.

Let’s get linking before I have to start cooking links.

 

“OK, cool, we’ll catch you on your way out.”

 

This is why we have woodchippers.

 

NPR is happy that we now have to make believe that the stupid pronoun and conjugation shit is real or we can be sued.

 

What China’s politicians and ours have in common.

 

Long-form but a great read. And infuriating.

 

“We’ll pass some new laws to ignore.”

 

One more reason that I will never join the Libertarian Party.

 

Jaki Byard may be my personal favorite among pianists, as much as I adore Tatum, Peterson, Tyner, Ra… and Fatha Hines is Fatha Hines. Put ’em together and you have Old Guy Music heaven.