You know, a lot of people come to me and they say, “RF, how can you be so funny?” There’s a secret to it; it’s no big deal. Before I go out, I put a slice of bologna in each of my shoes. So when I’m on stage, I feel….funny.

All right, I kifed that from one of my favorite stand-up comedians from my youth (that would be the mid-to-late 70s, for those unaware of the extent of my current dendrochronology). I just thought it was an appropriate lead-in.

Some tasty bits for you this day, and no balogna:

1. Please never write the word “alright.” Just please…don’t.
2. Last night, the Thriller came home with some dandy tart cherries for me. I don’t have a fancy cherry pitter, and I hate the thought of cutting them up individually. So I used this, which normally functions as the siphon for my bottles of DaVinci syrup. Pulled the hard plastic straw off it, pushed it through the fruit, et voilà.
3. Hit the next person who says, “Wall-AH!” After that, pinch the skin of his inner bicep really hard until he pronounces the phrase correctly three times. It’ll be like the day in 1998 when #1 Son forgot to put the drain plug in the boat until after he’d backed it into the water: Some mistakes, you only make once.
4. I have to renew my driver license on Monday. Ugh. Hate sitting for the mug shot. I do not photograph well.
5. Last night, my friend Todd in Pennsylvania sent me a link to a YouTube video. Todd is a longtime trombone player who plays with a Philly-based oldies band called Daddy-O and the Sax Maniacs (their claim to fame is being former president Clinton’s favorite band — he sat in with them once). ANYWAY. The vid was a brass group doing Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody.” I thought, “Yeesh, another cheeseball arrangement of that tired dog, except done by band geeks instead of la-las.” Well check this out. It’s a group of Austrian guys, and my goodness can they play – AND SING. It’s a little on the geeky side, but what a bunch of incredible musicians on one stage:

Happy Saturday. Think some good thoughts.

Fink out.