In honor of (as apparently the Canadians called it at one point) the Rebel Picnic, I think it is worth noting (as evidenced by the journal entries and letters read during the Revolutionary War marathon on the Military Channel) that many of the most random people around that olden time were all kinds of articulate and eloquent. It was like, man, they were even casually eloquent when needed. Whoa.
      Also, could someone explain to me the almost ten second long fountain of green sparks that spewed out of La Paloma tonight? No way in hell that was a regular firework.

USA 1, Comet 0

It seems they actually managed to finish translating one of Sappho's poems

Word of the Day - splendidophiropherostiphongious - the acme of desireability

"Yucatan, in Mexico, means 'What do you say?' in the langue of the local Indians; this was the answer given by them to inquiries as to the name of the country."

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