I must be the worst blog correspondent on these here intertubes. I hardly ever point at anybody else’s blog.

I’m not in the controversy business, really. Few pots are stirred here. Grenades are rarely rolled. But the real problem is that I’m in the content business. I’m generating text, not pawing over it much. I will leave dissection of ideas and vivisection of other pundits to the professionals.

Every once in a while I emerge from this torpor and throw a link in the right hand column to people I read. I’m about four years behind right now, I guess.

“Callimachus” writes for some sort of newspaper. Whatever newspaper that is, I wish I could read it, because all the local papers here look like Highlights or Grit, only the spelling is worse. He has a keen mind, and assembles text in a lively way on an odd assortment of topics over at the blog Done With Mirrors. I think he swears sometimes, but not so’s you’d notice. He is aided ably in his efforts there by Reader Iam, who drops a comment here on this blog occasionally, and lives in one of those rectangular states somewhere I think.

Anyway, I was reading his blog yesterday and he had a list of people who share April 13th as a birthday. It was an odd and wonderful assortment, but if you know anything about me at all, you know I never got past the second entry before I went to YouTube.

Even on his birthday, he throws the party for us.