Your Own Private i(da)Ho

Cry 'Havoc!' and let slip. . .

. . .the dogs—oops—nope.  Dang.  What was that quote anyway? ;)

RIP Dan Fogerburp

I'm consciously dating myself with the above title, but also inviting all of you out there to do the same. ;) When I heard last night that Dan Fogelberg had died, the first thing I thought of was the long-ago "Bloom County" strip where Opus the penguin discovers that his fiancée Lola Granola has a tattoo of Dan Fogelberg in an unmentionable place. Opus:  "WHO THE DICKENS IS DAN FOGERBURP?!!"

To make up for the indignity of this particular memory, I've been listening to the the songs "Phoenix" and "Face the Fire" this morning. Both truly rock, and make me feel about seventeen again, in the best possible way.

Comment of the week

From the FARK.com thread that discusses this Newsweek article about alcohol metabolism and hangovers:

How can you tell if drinking is affecting your liver? Does it explode? Or does it just squirm out your butthole and run away?

I laughed so hard I almost couldn't breathe.

Quote for the day

"Purring is unquestionably a force for good in the world." 

If you don't have a cat right now, as I don't, then you may find this a very well-spent $2.  Hypnotically soothing.