George Carlin died yesterday at the age of 71.
Judy Garland died in 1969 at the age of 40-something.
They didn't have much in common, but they did both choose to die on my birthday.
Judy on my 21st, George on my 60th.
I'm off to see my gastroenterologist now to get his blessing to have the bariatric surgery in August.
If he gives me any crap about it I swear I'll rip his friggin' head off and poop in the hole.
I am in NO mood for anybody's bullshit today.
Happy post solstice, everybody!