All right! Glib-fit is back. I love a chance to practice my creative fiction! I hope everyone has a wonderful Friday. I took a nap with a sick kid because you really expect me to work when I’m tired and my pathetic little snot angel says, “Daddy. Way down!”? Yeah. No go.

I know this was probably linked in the earlier articles, but I’m gonna lead with it. The shooting in Santa Fe, down south of Houston sucks. Go find somewhere else to be a murderous asshole. I am glad they took him alive. Its an encouraging trend and I hope it continues so the next generation of fanbois can watch documentaries of Cruz and this guy saying, “I hate prison. I hate it. I wish I’d died.”

On the opposite side, here’s a great effort by people to bring functional prostheses to young children. I love that they call them “bionic kids”.

I’m not sure who the bad guys are in all of this, but I don’t see many good ones.

Oh noes, does this mean the Dave Matthews Band can never play again? (fingers crossed)

Might want headphones from this one — its a little profanely grumpy.