Amiable Dorsai

April 14 in history: John Wilkes Booth gives a performance at Ford's Theater so legendarily bad that people still talk about it.

1726 - Benjamin Harrison V, signer of the American Declaration of Independence, father of President William Henry Harrison and great-grandfather of President Benjamin Harrison, is born in His Majesty's Colony of Virginia.

Didn't want to go there with the MLK reference. I remember what happened one day later.

Only a little... my... time machine's on the fritz, yeah, that's it. Speaking of time: April 3 in history: 1693 - John Harrison, inventor of the first really good marine clock, is born.

April 4 in History: 1841--Old Tippecanoe dies after being President of the USA for just 1 month. Tyler Too takes over, giving the Whigs an early lead in the Unluckiest Major American Political Party Ever contest.

April 4 in History: Old Tippecanoe dies after being President of the USA for just 1 month. Tyler Too takes over, giving the Whigs an early lead in the Unluckiest Major American Political Party Ever contest.

I'm reserving judgement--this boat has flown so far off the tracks I expected that I want to see where it parks before I calculate the orbit.

Mmmm, I think you're forgetting, or discounting at least, Pandora's contribution to this mess. Magus, betrayed, isolated and hopeless, was under the influence of a master manipulator when he caused Ellen's creation. Doesn't entirely excuse him, of course, but does give me a bit of sympathy for him. OK, so you're not forgetting.

I should reread them--it's been decades--if only to see how well or badly they've aged.

Damned REMFs.

In our defense, we were doing fine until Gunny got a paper cut while filling out the requisition for the antimatter snowblower.

That would be us. Still snowing here; if anything, it's picked up a bit.

The lady on the radio says the snow has stopped. So this is the Fake News I've been hearing so much about...

Snow, followed by snow, then some frozen, fluffy precipitation. After that, snow. Just got back inside after the fifth iteration of shoveling since yesterday. At least the schools are off today, so the stuff hasn't been packed down by dozens of little feet. Last year, the weather gnomes kept predicting snow that would, at the last moment, veer off and hit Indianapolis, rather than Chicago. This year, their aim has been better. Bastards.

We had a bad case of glaciers. What's your excuse?