Thursday miscellanea #157

Steve Jobs is dead at 56. Farewell to that rarest of creatures—a true original. RIP.
I’m finally under 269 lbs., which puts me at a four-year low. The next major milestone is 238, which is as low as I got on Weight Watchers about eight years ago. After I get there, every loss would be a new low in the sense that I’d be lighter than at any point since my weight initially rose. Long way to go, but I’ve come some way too!
On that note, I have three nice new shirts that I just barely can’t wear. That’s a useful ongoing incentive. I have clothes I can “fall through” pretty much all the way down.
I’m not as into Chickenfoot III at the outset as I hoped I’d be. I hoped the lead single, “Big Foot,” indicated that the band would stay heavy like the first record, but turns out that might be the heaviest track. Still, it’s well-made stuff. I’ll give it some time.
Did you know that the clock chime you’ve heard all your life is called Westminster Quarters? Did you know it has lyrics?
Alabama is terrifying. I’m glad Alabama doesn’t have to play Alabama. I’m almost hoping for just a little bit of slop sometime this month to enable the coaching/practice opportunity such would afford.
KISS beer.