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I guess there's some gestural inversion going on here?

Man, RIP Burt. I remember so vividly the late '70s kids' birthday parties where the Dad would rent a projector and pin a sheet to the wall and you knew you were going to get either "Smokey and the Bandit" or "Every Which Way but Loose." Either way the film would always break in the middle and there'd be a lot of cursing and rethreading while we all rioted around high on cake and Fanta Grape. Good times.

Iceland's finest,

Continuing.

Sunday evening mellow tunes.

Polly Toynbee must not have met many folk of the Jewish persuasion.

Happy Birthday Pussywillow!

Rude to refuse!

Like this a lot. Hear bits of Nick Cave, Tom Waits, Andrew Bird, all good!

^^^ This!

Boo!

We haven't had the cupcakes yet.

Isle Flottante with Caramel and Dark Chocolate Pecan Cookie. How can you turn this down when your daughter makes it for you? Even though you know you should.

Topping station. Little too much peripheral char. Am ded gluten kil RIP.

That was from the sous vide tomahawk ribeye. (Sorry Greg.) Luckily I have some leftovers to tide me over for tonight's dinner, which we let the kids cater. Carbpocalypse. But they did make it all from scratch themselves -- dough, sauce, custard, frosting etc. -- which is character building I think.

I say a lodda tings. Turned out OK.

Family steak night. Guess which one is for me?

If I was a conspiracy theorist, I would suspect that Real loaned Kova to Chelsea so that he and Hazard can get used to playing together before both move to Madrid for the 2019 season.

There cannot be many people who have Gino Vanelli on vinyl. Respect. You are powerful.

Plus The Lost Boys, which informs it all.

Ring of Fire tomorrow.