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"In this month of July, eschew all wanton bed-sports."

--Gervase Markham, The English Husbandman

And also?

When I was young and OutKast was cool and the strains of "Hey Ya" could be heard from every radio and television, I thought it was a happy dancy party song. I mean, even the Peanuts gang got their groove on to that song.

But these days, listening to the acoustic version and actually understanding the parts of the lyrics that aren't in the chorus? (Everything that's not 'Hey' or 'Ya'.) It's kind of a stone cold bummer.

Except when he says "Don't make me break it down for nothing." That's kind of funny.

Oh. Em. Gee.

This article was so truthy, so close to what I'd expect out of reality, that I bought into it until I started reading the comments under the article.
Curse you, Gay Marriage!

We're gettin' the band back together, man!

And tomorrow we're kicking off a huge worldwide tour of my living room. Tickets are on sale at TicketBastard for $80 plus a small convenience fee. Come out, enjoy the holiday sun, throw pieces of your clothing at band members.