Lemme tell ya.
Lemme tell ya….
Barack H. Obama got noooooo Elvis in him.
…That was my wife’s response to me telling her about how Obama inserted himselfinto all of the other Presidents’ online biographies. It is, of course, a reference to Mojo Nixon‘s immortal Elvis is Everywhere:
…and an indication that I have the Coolest. Wife. EVER.
PS: Barack Obama really does have no Elvis in him.
Fun science fact of the day: the probes that we keep throwing out of the solar system aren’t quite where they should be. That is one of those little piddling oddities that can sometime blossom into entire sub-fields of physics being named after somebody…and can sometime not blossom, but we’re almost overdue for a fundamental revolution in scientific theory anyway. So keep watching the skies!
Personally, I find it unconscionable that the most obvious explanation has not been listed by Wikipedia:
*Title courtesy of my wife.
You know what that means.
In its way, this song says a lot about our technological development. Twenty years ago you could pretty much only find a version of this song by using a specialized novelty cassette-album vendor. Ten years ago my then-girlfriend, now-wife bought me an album with this song by using that newfangled ‘Amazon’ service. Today, the trick in listening to it is in deciding which version that you like the best.
Our technological development rocks on toast, in other words.