No link log for 5.12.26 because I had a glyphosate reaction and spent the day feeling zombified. On 5.13.26 I recovered more energy by exercising to a lot of music links, but found only two informative links:
Animals
Ronnieooist's photos of "commoner" butterflies:
Tom Cox gets into the fun with moths. He looked up the moths about which this post jokes.
Music
It's taking quite a lot of music to reverse zombification as it's hard to dance when everything's puffy and nothing wants to bend, but I think exercise helps. Eventually. So: Heywood Banks.
Steely Dan.
Scorpions.
Jimmy Buffett.
Rolling Stones.
Michael Martin Murphey, with his one-hit wonder so often mentioned in Dave Barry's Book of Bad Songs. I don't pick these songs--I just stretch, bend, and move to the beats.
Paul Simon.
The crowd at the Kentucky Derby. You never think of this old Stephen Foster song as a state anthem but I've heard real people in Kentucky sing it that way.
Frank Lovato.
Bill Monroe. One of that whole genre of Irish songs where somebody wins a contest of strength and then dies. For a human there was the consolation of knowing that people would be singing songs about your heroics for who knows how long. For a horse...? Do horses care if humans sing songs about them?
Bing Crosby.
Anita Renfroe.
The Mixtures.
The Beatles. (Could baby-boomers get through a day without sharing anything by the Beatles?)
Toby Keith. Content warning: another generation being sucked into war as I type.
Sia. There are good singers in Australia; there has to be a better one they can export. This one does remind me of that meme that's been circulating about the judgmental dog watching its human squawk...
The Hollies. Yes, bad things can happen on public transportation, but so can good things. The able-bodied have the option of approaching public transportation in ways that maximize the possibility of good things happening.
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