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WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD

I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying “How do you do?”
They’re really saying
I love you

I hear babies crying
I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more
Then I’ll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Oh yea

spent the lion’s share of my waking moments with my sweetheart. we reaffirmed our love, talked about all sorts of stuff, from our future together, to our individual pasts.

I’m so full of love and delight right now, I can’t even utter it. I’ll be back later.

word of the day

oblation uh-BLAY-shun; oh-, noun:
1. The act of offering something, such as worship or thanks, especially to a deity.
2. (usually capitalized) The act of offering the bread and wine of the Eucharist.
3. Something offered in a religious rite or as a charitable gift.

Oblation derives from Latin oblatio, from oblatus, past participle of offerre, “to carry to, to bring to, to offer,” from ob-, “to” + ferre, “to bring.”

sexy factoids – (Not all verified, anyone care to prove/disprove?)

The well-recognized Egyptian Ankh is actually a symbol representing the male and female sex organs.

In the original Grimm Sleeping Beauty fairy tale, the Prince rapes her while she sleeps and then leaves before she wakes up.

Australian women are the most likely to have sex on the first date.

The word “vanilla” comes from the Latin word for vagina, because of the vanilla pod’s resemblance to the female genitalia.

A man’s penis not only shrinks during cold weather but also from intense nonsexual excitement like when his favorite team scores a touchdown.

Today, Japan leads the world in condom use. Like cosmetics, they’re sold door to door, by women.

Menstrual cramps have been known, in rare cases, to induce orgasm.

Researchers at Rutgers University in New Jersey found ten women ranging in age from 32 to 67 who could reach an orgasm simply by fantasizing about sex, without even having to touch themselves. Unfortunately, names and phone numbers were not released.

Women are most likely to want to commit adultery when they’re ovulating.

The name of Wyoming’s Grand Tetons mountain range literally means “Big Tits”.

Women who went to college are more likely to enjoy both the giving and receiving of oral sex than high school dropouts.

The best way to find out how well-endowed a man is, isn’t to look at his hands, feet or nose, but see (or ask) how well-endowed his father was. What is in a man’s jeans are in the man’s genes.

The word avocado comes from the Spanish word aguacate which in turn is derived from the Aztec word ahuacatl which meant testicle. You’ll probably never look at guacamole the same way again.

The word “gymnasium” comes from the Greek word gymnazein which means “to exercise naked.”

White women and those women with a college degree in particular are the most receptive to anal sex.

The first condoms made from vulcanized rubber appeared in the 1870s, were expensive and annoyingly thick. Considering the price, a man was instructed to wash it before and after use, and then reuse it until it cracked or tore.

While we think of Cupid today as an innocent youth with bow and arrow, his original representation by the pedophiliac Greeks was that of a beautiful young boy whose naked form was considered to be the embodiment of sexual love.

It was during the sexually repressive Victorian era that the formerly nude Cupid was redesigned as wearing a skirt.

Jazz fans, gun owners and those who lack confidence in the president are among the most sexually active Americans.

According to a recent survey, more Americans lose their virginity in June than in any other month (must be all those proms and weddings).

I don’t know why it is, but I’ve been not really in a commenting mood lately. For the last month or so, the lions share of my comments have ben replies to other folks commenting in my journal… I think part of it is due to me neglecting to log in, letting me miss all the big juicy posts.

For anyone that’s hurt, or down, or ticked off, or feeling out of sorts, I hope things get better, and soon.
For anyone who’s happy, and having a great time, or in love…. I hope it only gets better for you.

word of the day

mephitic muh-FIT-ik, adjective:
1. Offensive to the smell; as, mephitic odors.
2. Poisonous; noxious.

Mephitic is the adjective form of mephitis, “a foul-smelling or noxious exhalation from the earth; a stench from any source,” from the Latin.

Newton’s litter box had quite a mephitic quality this morning…I think it was all the salmon-treats from last night.

Woohoo!! Thank you to and her swell fella Jordan for my spiffy keen laptop wildlife stickers.

There are some adorable ones, and I received a lovely card, too!

I’m hitting the bed early tonight, so I’ll see you kiddies in the morning. Shower, and bed for me!

From the straight dope – Why is cheddar cheese orange?

Why is cheddar cheese orange? Do they color it that way, or is it part of the cheese-ifying process? I know that cheese is made from milk, but I don’t think that I could make the milk in my fridge turn orange, no matter how long I left it in there. What’s up?

Answer –

It’s orange because they dye it orange. You knew this, of course. The question is, Why orange as opposed to, say, a nice taupe? As near as cheese historians can make out, the practice originated many years ago in England. Milk contains varying amounts of beta-carotene, the yellow-orange stuff found in carrots and other vegetables. Milk from pasture-fed cows has higher beta-carotene levels in the spring and summer, when the cows are munching on fresh grass, and lower levels during the fall and winter, when they’re eating hay. Thus the natural color of the cheese varies over the course of a year. So cheese makers began adding coloring agents. Nowadays the most common of these is annatto, a yellow-red dye made from the seeds of a tree of the same name. Dyeing the cheese eliminated seasonal color fluctuations and also played to the fact (or anyway the belief) that spring/summer milk had a higher butterfat content than the fall/winter kind and thus produced more flavorful cheese. Figuring if yellow = good, orange = better, some cheese makers began ladling in the annatto in double handfuls, producing cheese that looked like something you’d want to carve into a jack-o’-lantern. In recent years some smaller operations have rebelled and stopped using colorants. Be forewarned–according to one cheese making text, uncolored cheese is a “sordid, unappetizing melange of dirty yellow.” But at least it’s real.

A related question: What’s the deal with so-called process cheese and cheese spreads such as the infamous Velveeta? They’re not completely synthetic, as some believe; rather, they’re made by mixing and heating natural cheeses and emulsifiers, producing a “homogenous plastic mass.” (I am quoting from my cheese book, you understand.) While we gourmands may sniff at such stuff, it does have the advantages of uniformity, long shelf life, and comparatively low production cost, no small achievement in a world where many are glad to have any cheese at all.

I see a lot of bloviators on LJ…

bloviate BLOH-vee-ayt, intransitive verb:
To speak or write at length in a pompous or boastful manner.

Bloviate is from blow + a mock-Latinate suffix -viate. Compare blowhard, “a boaster or braggart.” Bloviation is the noun form; a bloviator is one who bloviates.

Trivia: Bloviate is most closely associated with U.S.President Warren G. Harding, who used it frequently and who was known for long, windy speeches. H.L. Mencken said of him, “He writes the worst English that I have ever encountered. It reminds me of a string of wet sponges; it reminds me of tattered washing on the line; it reminds me of stale bean soup, of college yells, of dogs barking idiotically through endless nights. It is so bad that a sort of grandeur creeps into it. It drags itself out of the dark abysm of pish, and crawls insanely up the topmost pinnacle of posh. It is rumble and bumble. It is flap and doodle. It is balder and dash.”

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