Brother Bark and I have our birthdays just a couple of weeks apart. I don’t know what to say other than the known fact that our father is a fellow who sticks to a routine.
Happy forty-sixth to me. Here’s Jaco on his 30th birthday, playing a concert for his friends and family. It seems unfair that I’ve outlived Jaco by a decade. The less you accomplish in life, the longer it takes for you to do it.
Anyway, here’s Wonderwall.
At TTAC, I prognosticated regarding the lonely future of autonomous vehicles and answered a question about young drivers and snow tires.
Have a great weekend everybody! Happy birthday to meeeeeeeee!