In "52 percent of people with wall-to-wall carpeting dislike Mr. Bush's plan for redecorating Iraq."

Ach! Mea culpa! When I went there from GoogleNews, I didn't have to sign in. Very, very sorry. Very. Worth the sign-in, though.

In "Curious George: Where does the deficit come from?"

Wow, it's getting just like MeFi. Very impressive. I wondered when that was going to happen.

In "Happy"

BlueHorse, as kinky as it gets. Wenches dressed in white robes with lots of ribbons dance around the pole, whilst older guys do some morris dancing. Morris dancing, for those that don't know, is where a bunch of old blokes wearing stockings with bells around their ankles, do a sort of ritual square-dance, whilst vigourously hitting each other with slap-sticks.

In Europe we have May Day, where traditionally we like to dance around the May Pole, and parade our nukes through Red Square.

In "Build a time machine"

Do not insert head in black hole. Screw time travel. I want one of those black holes they used to have in cartoons. Like the ones that the Roadrunner would slap on the side of a cliff, and then run into, but when Wile. E. Coyote followed him in, he'd get tanked by a train or a truck coming the other direction. Kid, my granny is already dead, but does your offer extend to other family members? If so, just hypothetically, what would I expect to pay for such a service?

In "Run the campaign in your own universe!"

In my universe, Kylie Minogue is president of the world. For life. And there's no such thing as restraining orders.

In "Today's posts suggest there's a whole lot of hating going on."

roryk, I'm not convinced. All I see there, is supper and a hat.

Bad day. C# lock reversal. Apologies. shinything: Are bunnies supposed to look like that?

In "The Allen Brain Atlas Project"

I used to dabble in phrenology, myself. I used to predict the weather, by feeling the bumps on my ex-wife's head. She had quite a lumpy head, as I recall. Sadly, only accurate for short-term predictions.

In "Today's posts suggest there's a whole lot of hating going on."

Hey, everybody, roryk just figured out how to use Google!

In "No first amendmet rights for Iraq."

I wonder what the US would^H^H^H^Hill be like if^H^Hwhen the government could^H^H^H^Han shut down the Washington Post when they don't like what it says.

In "Woman Fired For Eating 'Unclean' Meat"

Um, sausages.

In "Blair blames Chirac for war on Iraq."

Nostildamus, he's not crazy, he's just an arrogant b*st*rd. Over here, Friday is the last day of Parliament, before the summer recess. Anything said by any of the government scumbags will be long forgotten by the time they and the rest of the useless wasters return from their three month break. Totally coincidentally, of course *cough* *cough*, the government chose this week to announce devastating cuts in the armed forces, large increases in reports of violent crime, and the imminent appointment of everybody's favourite politosleazebag, Peter Mandelson, to a nice cushy as an EU commisioner. Mandelson has had to resign twice as a minister so far, not that he's corrupt, you understand *cough* *cough*, but he's a pal of Tonys, so he deserves another chance. If I seem bitter, it's because I am.

In "Oh wow, he really said that didn't he."

So, where are the stats on how often women actually do clean behind the fridge? More seriously, personally I think the UKIP are a bunch of fossiled idiots, sort of a more muppet-like BNP, but this raises an interesting point. Is it better for a politician to tell the truth, no matter how unpalatable some people might find it, or just utter politically correct platitudes? Wouldn't hypocrisy, which is bad enough under any circumstances, in this case just be papering over the cracks? Personally, it amazes me that anybody would vote for him, let alone enough people to send him on an all-expenses paid holiday on the Brussels gravy-train. Trouble is, enough people did vote for him, so presumably they agree, at least in part, with his views.

In "David Lee Roth's new career:"

homunculus, exactly my first thought. I can't help thinking that Bruce made a slightly more glamorous decision, though.

In "Curious George: Soccer/Football?"

The name soccer comes from a shortening of the word association. This goes back a hundred years, or so, when there was two types of football in England. They were distinguished by being called Association Football, shortened to soccer, and Rugby Football, shortened to rugger. In the old days, soccer was for the working classes, and rugger was for the posh. Nowadays, anybody that has sat in the stands with some Bradford Bulls supporters might find that difficult to believe. Rugby, incidentally, got its name from the public school where it was first played. In England, a public school is what is known as a private school in the rest of the world. P.S. I was just being facetious about the Bradford Bulls fans. They're great.

In Italy, it's calcio.

In "Postal Experiments. "

And yet it's perfectly legal to take a man's soul and crush it out like a stale Pall Mall.

In "The first vienna vegetable orchestra:"

if you carrot all for music Wurst. Pun. Ever.[sic]

In "Curious George; What movies should I watch this weekend?"

etre et avoir To be and to have. A French documentary about a rural school. It's in French, and doesn't sound like much, but it's priceless. If you want to watch something that just makes you feel warm and fuzzy, this is the one for you. You won't even need the subtitles. The joy is in the expressions of the kids as they react to each other.

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