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Originally Posted by Whalen
What has happened here?
Went to work, been gone for a while and come back to; mooning, myanus, "cincy girls gone wild' and grandma's physics, and to think it all started with celestial visions of the moon and venus and saturn and uranus  o my, o my, o my |
Oh Whalen, I know. I was trying to be so dignified. Just trying to discuss poetry in relation to moonlight.
And then, well, you know what happened. Askew! Awry! Amuck, even! Off and running, for sure.
And then Mr. Tony, Mr. Admin, Sir, accused somebody of being an English major. An English major! Of all the nerve! Have you ever heard what Garrison Keillor does to English majors in those radio skits? Well, I certainly hope Mr. Tony does not think that I am an English major. I love to write in sentence fragments. I punctuate at will. And I am not going to stop. Hah! So how could I possibly be an English major.
And then, tonight, I was trying to put this thread out of my mind. I was listening to NPR. (even though I know that is the station that English majors probably listen to) Anyway, right there on NPR -- NPR of all places -- some guy with one of those soothing NPR voices started talking about how they have found methane gas on Mars!
Methane gas! On Mars! So what now? The Red Planet becomes the Blue Planet!!!!
And I know that I don't have to tell you which planet my mind wandered to when that guy started talking about methane gas.
Boomer