December 17, 2007
So there's that old kid's rhyme:
It's raining, it's pouringI was fascinated by this as a kid, the whole bed-going, head-bumping scenario. Except I learned it as "couldn't get up until morning" which isn't such a bad thing, come to think of it. It made it more of an understated tableau.
The old man is snoring
Went to bed
Bumped his head
And couldn't get up the next morning...
The "correct" version makes a little more sense, but at least the old guy is still alive, as witnessed by his snoring.
(Do people in comas, head-trauma-induced or otherwise, snore? Or does it tend to be a different style of breathing?)
Joke of the Moment
Two cows are standing in the pasture. One turns to the other and says, "Although pi is usually abbreviated to five numbers, it actually goes on into infinity."
The second cow turns to the first and says, "Moo."
--from Cathcart and Klein's "Plato and a Platypus Walk into a Bar: Understanding Philosophy Through Jokes".
Accomplishment of the Weekend
I finally did the December issue of the Blender of Love. I made the little cartoon below but I'm not sure if it's clear that the tree itself is made of inverted hearts.