Tonite at Voki we watched Rushmore in OmU.

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Oh confound this slippery dripping wet whipping windful weather.
Bless my bile-brown oven and her blazing red-hot heart of coal.
The blasted sky over this town can’t seem to make his mind up
As if it were raising and wrinkling eyebrows.
Waxing and waning ominous and calmly cool and collected.
Sprouts of obtuse-angle rain and yes, hail.
And I thought last night was lousy weather for making the rounds
To the clubs to hand over the posters
In that cozy copyshop shortly before eight
I unwisely layed that retched tattered wreck of a batwing
Stupid soaking umbrelly on the worktable
Thus endangering entire villages in A4 and A3
Despite the plastic bag.
That was nasty, but brother, today it blows.

Q: What’s the difference between humor and odor?

A: Humor is a shift of wit.

photos of Scruffydog with a mamabear. Just joshing; it’s really a Lil Wee albino black bear.

It’s inauguration time and gosh do those boys know how to indulge themselves.
A look at this week's festivities by the numbers:

$40 million: Cost of Bush inaugural ball festivities, not counting security costs.

$2,000: Amount FDR spent on the inaugural in 1945?about $20,000 in today's dollars.

It gets better…

More Here.
With sources!

Finished a painting over the weekend. Well, It’s not quite finished; I’m having Mr Ford over tomorrow for advice on how to make the background a little more interesting in a backgroundish way.
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I was walking with a ghost
I said please, please don’t insist

Here’s a nice bit on About.com dealing with using connectors to make your writing style. Let’s face it: we all have room for improvement and pie.
We’ve covered these all over the course of two semesters, you’ll surely recall. But here they are in a nice little bundle.

Ha-cha-cha-cha.

It is the 299th birthday of Benjamin Franklin, a most remarkable dude. He invented the Franklin stove, which he never patented because he designed it for the good of the people. What a sport.

Of cotton, hemp, spice and holocaust
One of my other favorite films of all times is David Lynch’s Dune. Although he later denounced it, I liked it well enough to read all six books. Sadly, Frank Herbert had his meeting with Shai-Halud back in ’86, leaving the series lacking in closure.

And with this I begin a lengthy ramble…
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