It looks like it's taken me six months to find my login and password for my blog account, which is only partly true. Actually, I've been meaning to write, it's just I've run out of ideas faster than cash in the Cash for Clunkers program. (I thought I'd throw it in as a topical aside.) I did forget my login and password . . . although my browser helpfully reminded me as soon as I tried to sign in tonight.
Anyway, this extended explanation of my six months of silence is just padding. I've only got one observation and it involves popstar Pink. For some reason, I was listening to the local radio station in the car, and a Pink song was playing - "Just Like a Pill." Obviously, I wouldn't ever choose to listen to a Pink song, but I'm not so opposed to Pink that I'd bother taking my hand off the steering wheel to stop her playing on the radio.
So, I'm driving along, listening to the chorus and there's a blank bit. This happens a few times in the song, so I realize, it's intentional and the word rhymes with "witch." Which leads me on to my point. The "b-word" is a big deal stateside, but doesn't really raise much of an eyebrow on the other side of the Atlantic. It's not a compliment, but it's not likely to be scrubbed from lyrics.
Crap, on the other hand, would land you in the crap, so to speak.
Funny old world eh?
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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