It's been warm here in the Doesn't Go section of the GCoV but today the rain is grizzling down and it's sleeping weather. But there's much to do even on a rainy Saturday. So what is it that crawls into my eye and sticks a toothpick in it? The early Sunday "B.C." comic strip. In the first panel a newly-emerged flower says to a rock, "Hi! How many light-years old are you?"
Oh ARG! I left a note for Johnny Hart at the Creator's Syndicate website (which opened a pop-under window so they can go directly to hell) to register my annoyance. A light-year is a measure of distance, not time. It is the measure of how far light travels in a regular old calendar year. Joan Baez made the same stupid mistake in an otherwise good title song on "Diamonds and Rust." In fact, if you go to the Amazon page for that disc, the sample prominently features the mistake. Serendipity do.