How it's Done

I'm in love with this bird:

So good.

In "Honor" of F'ing V (D) Day . . .

Despite my obviously sarcastic tone in the title, I did want to do som'fing nice for y'alls not on FaceBook (you lucky SOBs) . . . Here 'tis:

Green grow the rashes

Green grow the rashes, O;
Green grow the rashes, O;
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O.

There's nought but care on ev'ry han',
In ev'ry hour that passes, O:
What signifies the life o' man,
An' 'twere na for the lasses, O.

The warly race may riches chase,
An' riches still may fly them, O;
An' tho' at last they catch them fast,
Thier hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O.

But gie me a canny hour at e'en,
My arms about my Dearie, O;
An' warly cares, an' warly men,
May a' gae tapsalteerie, O!

For you sae douse, ye sneer at this,
Ye're nought but senseless asses, O:
The wisest Man o' the warl' saw,
He dearly lov'd the lasses, O.

Auld Nature swears, the lovely Dears
Her noblest work she classes, O:
Her prentice han' she try'd on man,
An' then she made the lasses, O.

--Robbie Burns

Renee Makes Newsworthy Return to Vermillion

(Vermillion, SD) - Not one to miss out on a PR stop, Renee Abeln recently "drummed up" local papps with her typical media-savvy bon mots. To read more, click here: http://www.volanteonline.com/news/1.1371400-1.1371400

Floridians Turn to Palm Wood and Furry Friends to Survive the Horrible Winter of '09

Molly Finds New BFF

Isn't she adorable?