A fiendishly clever pun is now the title of my friends' page: Voyeurs to the Center of the Navel.

Maypole syrup would certainly be an aphrodisiac. Practice safe eating, always use condiments.

And in case that's not worthy of a post in itself, Slashdot brings us this article:

Patent documents for the design describe it as notches "formed in a road surface so as to play a desired melody without producing simple sound or rhythm and reproduce melody-like tones".

There are three musical strips in central and northern Japan - one of which plays the tune of a Japanese pop song. Notice of an impending musical interlude, which lasts for about 30 seconds, is highlighted by coloured musical notes painted on to the road.

Unless a pop song has the genius of, say, The Beatles, its life expectancy is far less than a highway. So this is a highway project which is mildly amusing for a few years at 28 MPH with windows up and thoroughly annoying in all other situations. Don't the Japanese have world-domination robots to be building, or something?

And it's not too early to get your Cthulhu for President 2008 merchandise. Why vote for the lesser evil?