In Good Heumer

From Snopes's New Year's Superstitions page:
According to widespread superstition, evil spirits and the Devil himself hate loud noise. We celebrate by making as much of a din as possible not just as an expression of joy at having a new year at our disposal, but also to make sure Old Scratch and his minions don't stick around. (Church bells are rung on a couple's wedding day for the same reason.)

That seems to fly in the face of the claim that Rock 'n' Roll is the Music of the Devil.

Um...

This is almost too surreal. Laura Bush originally claimed, and then recanted, that her husband wrote the following poem:

Dear Laura,

Roses are red,
violets are blue
oh my lump in the bed,
how I've missed you.

Roses are redder,
bluer am I
seeing you kissed
by that charming French guy.

The dogs and the cat
they miss you too,
Barney's still mad you dropped him,
he ate your shoe.


The distance my dear
has been such a barrier,
next time you want an adventure,
just land on a carrier.

I mean, where do you start with something like that. Lump in the bed? Well, if a president doesn't do it to his wife, he'll do it to his country.

Punditry

I think "Make colorless green ideas; sleep furiously" sounds like a description of a wonderful night. -- me

There is no "u" in "vagina," but there is an "i" in "penis." -- mlechan and I

You can't spell "ewe" without "we." -- my brother