Thus Spake Russ

Posted By Russ Emerson on December 15, 2006 at 10:27 am

At Hot Air, Allahpundit notes that science has identified the saddest song ever.
Pfffffffffffft.
That was my respect for science deflating just a bit. Not as much as it’s done over this whole “man-made global warming” foofaraw, but a measurable bit, yes.
While a bunch of neurotic wussy europeans may inspire feelings in me, sadness doesn’t come close to the top of the list — except when I think of the greatness that once was Western Culture. No, when I hear The Verve* what I feel is more akin to nausea.
If you want a sad song, try Rhett Miller’s Come Around.
I’m thinking of adding it to my life’s soundtrack album, probably between Green Day’s Boulevard of Broken Dreams^† and the Justin Hayward’s Forever Autumn.
^{* Definitely not to be mistaken for The Verve Pipe, a band I actually like.
† Sorry, Mom, there’s a bad word in there.}

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Posted By Russ Emerson on December 13, 2006 at 6:41 pm

On the way to work this afternoon, my brakes failed. Suddenly, the stain on the driveway near the truck’s left rear tire made sense — it must have been brake fluid — and there was only one logical conclusion.
The cat did it.
I was, thankfully, not far from my mechanic’s shop, so I nursed the truck there and left it. The funny thing is, I’m getting a new truck next week, so even if I’d wrecked the old Blazer, I wouldn’t have been wheelless for long.
Still, I have to bear in mind that Mycah cut my brake lines. Which, you have to admit, is a pretty clever thing for a cat to be able to do. I mean, she can’t even reach the doorknobs to let herself out. But given her history, can there be any doubt it’s her doing?
Now I know how Clouseau felt about Cato.

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