To be fair, I *am* actually busy with tasks. Getting ready for New Year's dinner with Prime and my local family, doing a ton of loudspeaker measurements for a soon-to-be-overdue article, preparing some lectures on photoacoustics for a course the university asked me to...
All the little goy kids are running downstairs to see what that white-bearded Hebe brought them. But it wasn't me, I have an alibi. Anyway, this year the phony pseudo-pagan holiday (Christmas) and the celebration of the Jewish Taliban (Chanukkah) almost aligned; we...
For us football fans, December means actual meaningful games as the teams sort out who's going to the playoffs and at which seed. Mojeaux's beloved Mahomeses are, of course, going to be sitting this one out, much to the distress of the Swifties. But the Ravens are...
Hell has descended here. And Links are descending there.
A new day, a new week, and the fuck it attitude is spreading. Morning Links are my small contribution to this.
People are starting to rebel. Trust in media and government is dropping. I’m happy, relatively. So to celebrate, here’s Links!
Proclaim Liberty throughout the land and to all the inhabitants thereof. Just kidding. News is proof of that.
Just kidding, I’m out and about. Hide your kids. And comment on the links.
Sorry, bad day for us. You guys have fun, though.
Because really.
Because, you know, fuck that guy. Think of these links as Sloopy Seconds.
Actually, we’re not stuck at home, but we’re pretending. And linking. And begging for some help.
At least that’s how I’m comforting myself. And I definitely get that feeling from those I encounter. In the meantime, cower-in-place and read the Links.
Nearing the end of the Tolerable Season here. The news takes it over to the intolerable. But amusing comments are verbal salve. And SP and I abide.
Virusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirusvirus…..
YOU CANNOT GET AWAY FROM IT. NOT EVEN HERE. IT HAS INFECTED EVERY CORNER OF THE NEWS.
This is the greatest emergency ever. Ever. Literally tens of people are dying and there is nothing else in the news.
Know what’s the greatest thing to do after a hard night of too much food, too much alcohol, too little sleep, and losing an hour because of the other 49 states? Yep, get up early, do links, and then go bash our bodies on a steep trail.
After a fun and exhilarating day, it’s time to wade back into the quotidian mud.
If I die while out hiking on the trails today, it’s sad that this will be the last thing I ever write. But it’s the last gasp for many of us…
Leap Year Day comes but once every four years. But Links come twice a day. And at my age, that’s impressive.
It was the shortest of nights, it was the longest of nights. OK, longest wins. But links must be served.
Links are 100% American, not a chance that… what?
This is what you get after SP and the Old Man have a meet-up.
I’m not exactly phoning it in, but it will be sketchier than usual. Not that this will affect comments and criticisms.