One step closer to a theory of everything

May 6th was McHap­py Day, when McDon­ald’s restau­rants donat­ed a por­tion of sales to chil­dren’s charities.

May 5th was Cin­co de Mayo, large­ly cel­e­brat­ed around these parts by going to Mex­i­can restau­rants and drink­ing booze that makes you think of Mexico.

if you woke up on the 6th with a hor­ri­ble hang­over from your Cin­co tequi­la-and-Coro­na ben­der, need­ing some greasy food stat — why not go to McD’s and at least gorge on Egg McMuffins for a good cause?

Coin­ci­dence, or clever mar­ket­ing by the Clown Prince of Capitalism?

Pseudo-auto-portraiture

So is it a self-por­trait if you take a pic­ture of a pho­to of your­self? No? Did­n’t think so.

At any rate:

Remember?

My hair has aged 18 years since this pho­to was tak­en. So has the rest of me.

Also, by the time I got rid of that Bat­man shirt, it had gone heather-grey from repeat­ed wash­ings. That remains my favourite shirt ever.