My search referrers are a weird mix of Elizabethan study and often misspelled porn. They range from “shakespeare and his use of supernatural” to the always popular “sex with chicks”.

Someone also came here yesterday looking for “dirty amish jokes,” so if any of you filthy butter-churners know any, do tell.

I’m not sure if I should find this offensive or just surreal:

That said, even the most repulsive photographs bear witness. They are evidence. And therefore a kind of gift to memory. We live in an amnesiac society. The Abu Ghraib photographs have passed from the headlines to the art pages in half a year. One can only imagine how much further they may retreat in six more months.

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(Incidentally, I hadn’t noticed this section before. I assume it’s a parody.)

Have you ever heard a song (say in a commerical or a movie or wherever) and thought, “Gee, that sounds neat. I wish I had a copy of that.” — only to discover later that you already do have a copy of the song?