Happy Valentine’s Day from Uncle Crappy, The Wife and Brother Ray, who deservedly won a mess of Grammys last night, despite being dead. In that respect, he’s doing much better than the dead guys I wrote about today, one of whom couldn’t even get his picture in the paper.

I’m now going to sit down and eat a huge piece of cherry pie The Wife made for me to celebrate the day. And Brother Ray’s giving me the fever…