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Have a great birthday in your new age of freedom, Al! Cheers!

I dropped Tidal because I don't do enough critical listening through it and Claire had a Spotify family plan already. I might try the 30 day trial for the hell of it.

Burger at Fifty Fifty Brewing: half pound beef with jalapeños and honey cream cheese. Sweet, spicy, delicious, to use the Mikey three word tasting notes style.

Christ, you're as old as Jesus ever got! Happy birthday and many more. Stay away from Romans this year. Cheers!

Literally tons of snow everywhere in Tahoe. Tomorrow or Tuesday should be ideal on the slopes, assuming forecasts are correct and it stops falling.

I came across this band drinking in Tahoe City, not streaming, but you can check them out by streaming if you wish. Pronounced krung-bin, obviously.

Love, Milo Cheers!

Yum. I wish I had some for this long weekend in Tahoe, assuming we can actually make it up there.

Sorry to miss out on drinks and bacon this year. ☹️

The four song EP is all here: https://www.kerrang.com/the-news/hear-the-haunting-new-a-a-williams-ep-now/

Meanwhile, in Soviet Russia...

I appreciated it.

Another baseball great is gone. Frank Robinson was MVP in both leagues, was the first African American manager in the MLB, Giants manager in a tough/sad period, and is in the Hall of Fame obviously. Fuck bone cancer twice. https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.sfchronicle.com/giants/amp/Frank-Robinson-SF-Giants-manager-and-baseball-13598394.php

Have a great one Jeff! Cheers!

RIP Peter Magowan who saved the SF Giants from going to Florida. Thank you Mr Magowan. 76 is too young for an otherwise healthy and good-natured soul. Fuck fucking cancer.

Same. ?

RIP Florence.

At your "new" place? Wow

I saw him play with The Kinks a couple of times. RIP Mr Rodford.

Have a great one brother! Cheers!

Millionaire's Bacon and Eggs -- really more like pork belly and eggs.

Rest in Punk, Lorna Doom (aka Teresa Ryan) of Germs. https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.nytimes.com/2019/01/18/obituaries/lorna-doom-dead.amp.html Fuck you cancer

I completely forgot that my dad was one class year behind Carol Channing at the same elementary school, middle school and high school. He reminded us and said that he remembers her well from those years.

Well, the rain part came true, but I'm not so sure about the bacon. Hope you have a great one, regardless, G-Man! Cheers!