I’m having a nostalgic moment, thinking about the wonderful Saturday morning cartoon shows when I was a kid. The local TV weather or sports guy would put on some costume (a pirate or a clown or a tramp) and run low-bid cartoons, with some really lame patter in between. Most of the cartoons were incredibly lame, though perhaps over-exposure to Little Audrey is what set me on my current sexual path in life. But about every fourth or fifth one was something wonderful, like a Tex Avery cartoon, always featuring redheads, liquor, and intense violence.

So be it with the links. Imagine that I’m wearing a clown suit. And that I’m refusing to post anything serious.

First, sad news, the old school comedians are dropping like flies. At least he had a nice revival at the end of his life, doing a terrific role on one of the funniest shows to ever grace television.

The wonderful thing about capitalism is that not all business plans are well-thought-out, and the market is a brutal ecology.

This is an injury which will prevent driving in Chicago.

And this is just icing on the cake. Or the cherry on top, you decide.

Oooops.

OK, instead of my usual music selection, here’s my favorite kid cartoon show host. Say “Lorenzo” to any senior citizen from Baltimore and you’ll get a knowing smile.