Personal Note: Argh!

[nebroadwe]

Something is digging up my windowboxes full of petunias, and I am PEEVED. What eats petunia roots? (It can't possibly be someone concocting hair tonic, can it?) Why doesn't he/she/it/they go and eat the mulberries that are dropping cornucopically from the tree not ten feet away? Come on, Mysterious Petunia-Root-Eating Monster, clean the walk for me. Who doesn't like sweet, juicy, pesticide-free mulberries? Mmm, see? Delicious.

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[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

"All the world seems in bloom
on a spring afternoon,
when we're poisoning pigeons
in the park...
Every Sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me
as we poison the pigeons
in the park...
When they see us coming
the birdies all try and hide
but they still go for peanuts
when coated in cyanide...."

...I love Lehrer. *nods*

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

There is a drop-dead gorgeous rendition of this by a mixed a cappella choir that always puts me on the floor after I hear it. I first ran into it here (http://www.onlyagame.org/shows/2004/08/20040828.asp), at the end of the "Favorite Olympic Moments and More with Charlie Pierce" segment (around the 5:55 minute mark) -- listen through the "This is who we are" bit from the host to get to the eeeevil laugh that punctuates "We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment". Priceless.