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My mother is finally out of the hospital and into an assisted-living place so she can continue to be monitored. My brother and my "local" sister report the room is nice and Mom has a big bathroom. Mom texted me that it's a nice and she's happy to be out of the hospital.

"Who eats someone else’s lunch at the office?"

Jimmy Smits!

He is still Jimmy Smits.

Satan!!

Jimmy Smits!

During a family gathering, I was relating the story of a young man in a Super Grover shirt who a) was tripping, and b) called the Buttercup on my T-shirt "Sporty Spice." Instead of saying the guy was tripping, though, I said "intoxicated" (part of the story is that my son had encountered the same guy; my laughed at my

Ooooh, Him. He's Lobster-Satan-Dave Navarro. That's a villain!

And, both. Alec Guinness is so cool that I named my kid after him when I was 20 years old. My son, well, if you know who Amen Five is and think he's cool, then yeah, he is cool.

I do!

Hmm, maybe if reincarnation is real.

According to Urban Dictionary "Alec" is the coolest person in the world*. This kid doesn't strike me as all that cool, but I'm middle-aged and want kids to stay off of my lawn.

So long as a belief in propositions is regarded as indispensable to salvation, the pursuit of truth as such is not possible. - George Eliot (22 November 1819 – 22 December 1880)

Alistair Cookie is awesome!

My brother's name is in that strip, and it's his birthday, too.

"Kevin Can Wait" did a Task Rabbit episode recently, they called it "Chore Weasel." Doug, I mean, Kevin ended up thinking the Chore guy was his friend, and got billed for taking the guy to, uh, some sporting event.

Over the weekend, at a family gathering, it turned out my 11-year-old nephew, Buddy Boy, had farted while sitting on his mother's lap, and apologized with "I'm sorry that I farted on you!" He has an 8-year-old sister, so that's the farting brother part.

Happy Birthday, Craig Klein (he's the trombonist with the shiny hair).