Happy birthday, Frank Zappa. Hot rats and peaches en regalia for everyone!

Great googly moogly! Somebody shot down the moon! Didja get any onya?

In light of this massive snowstorm we’re enduring — perhaps a hundredth of an inch or so — we provide this public-service announcement from Frank Zappa.* I’m sure some of this stuff, somewhere, is yellow.

* It’s served up in more than one part, so you’ll have to do a bit of clicking. Sorry ’bout that.

Our off-and-on observation of Zappadan continues with the Black Napkin catechism.