So Tara Smith writes about her trip to the Creation Museum, and she says they watched a movie about angels where the chairs vibrated and the seats squirted water any time when the movie made a really stupid claim, and down in the comment thread CJ compared this to the “feelies” of Brave New World, and somehow I felt a song coming on:
Oh, give me soma any day,
To wash those creo blues away â€”
The Cinci weather’s rotten,
And the school standards be droppin’,
So baby what do you say,
Let’s find a club that’s hoppin’
And send a soma-gram to-day,
To chase those creo blues away!
OK, I’m done now.