Just over a month until Second Son's ETA, which moves us into new territory as First Son decided to make an early appearance six weeks ahead of time. Which meant I didn't get around to reading the last chapters of the Ignorant Old Man's Bumper Book of Pregnancy book I had at the time. We now move into the stage of weekly visits to the obstetrician, who looks disconcertingly like James Cramer.

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Anyone who thinks the current New Yorker cover needs to carry a big warning label stating THIS IS SATIRE really shouldn't be reading the New Yorker in the first place. Or anything else. There are crayons in the corner.

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Four rats captured in the attic and released several miles away last week. I've been using a humane trap after a nasty incident with the more malicious variety. It's funny how the first one looked really cute and pet-like but they've become more and more bug-eyed and verminous since.

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Texas spent a nation-high $17 million last year for abstinence education programs... (Profound thoughts by enoch_lite)

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I now own this.



I nearly have all the vinyl from this era I set out to collect. eBay makes collecting a little too easy. The Three Sun's Fever and Smoke, Dick Hyman's Moon Gas and The Man from O.R.G.A.N, a couple more Esquivel titles and the two Stereo Action albums by Leo Addeo and the obsession will be over. No, really.

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I didn't know until yesterday that there were (proper, official as opposed to this goody) videos to go with the George W. Bush Singers 2004 album, Songs in the Key of W. They're a mixed bunch, but this one is near perfect.