Can I ask you something if this isn’t too personal a question:

Your name “Some Russian” has all five vowels (A, E, I, O, U)
and three S’s (S, S, S).

How on “Earth” do you make an anagram out of that?
It must be really hard!

(Get it? The other letters are MNR. That’s “Earth”
in Russian, right, except that the N is backwards?)

how many lesbians or African-Americans have won either

the Fields Medal?
the John Bates Clark medal?
a Nobel in econonomic or physics?

Gotcha. Do you know what the next number is in this sequence:
3, 3, 5, 4, 4, 3, 5, 5, 4, ???
This is a neat one.

Meanwhile I am planning to take the GF to Paris, while you losers can blather on about how fab it is being gay and and Obama blahblahblah.

Yeah, I know what you mean. When I was in grade school there was this student, Terry. Terry was one of a pair of twins. They were supposed to be identical but everyone could always tell them apart. Unlike the Eccoff twins (their father owned a local trucking company). Everybody always said they could never tell them apart. They were always pulling jokes on teachers. But somehow I could tell the difference. Strange, huh. So one day everyone went on picnic to the local park. Terry was there (but not the Eccoff twins, this was before they moved to town) and he had the pocket knife that he loved on this long lanyard. (Do you understand “lanyard”?) So the knife (and the lanyard, of course) fell out of his pocket and one of the class-supervisors found it. So everyone was standing around and we heard the supervisor yell “Hey Terry” and we looked and the supervisor was standing next to a pipe that was sticking out of the ground, I don’t know what it was for but, it was just sticking out of the ground, and the supervisor guy was standing behind it holding the lanyard with the knife dangling over the open top of the pipe and about a second after everyone looked he let go of the lanyard and it dropped down the pipe. Everyone shrieked and ran over to the pipe and the knife was lying on the ground behind the pipe. It was all a big joke but it sure scared everyone.

And really, you peopole have no idea how little you understand your own country, much less the wider world.

One day I’ll get it together to do a proper blogroll here.

Ksbel, I like your idea, but I really do need the extra nutrients in my soil. The garden’s on a parkway, see, and has 4 very mature trees planted on it. They’re forever sucking up all the good stuff, leaving little for my plants. A couple of bodies would definitely help out – the ultimate time-release fertilizer. Now, how’s that puppy doing?

Meggars, I know I said I’d comment on the race angle, but I am too tired and too confused to figure out my feelings right now. (The last couple of days at work have been very long and very hectic, plus I’ve a short road trip tomorrow morning.) I did find you over at Group News Blog (liked it, bookmarked it!), plus I’ve been meaning to catch up at the Watershed; there’s just not enough time to read everything I want to. I’ll try and do better. I just need to mull this whole thing over.