A Cat in the Ointment - a short poem by Neil Gaiman

For some, life's one long fine surprise
the ointment's pure: there are no flies.

For some, life's one long disappointment
there's only flies: there is no ointment.

The rest of us live in the middle.
You own the cat -- clean up the widdle.

If you really care, the short remainder of the post is here.

What I'm reading: Peter F. Hamilton, Mindstar Rising

Musical Sheepage - the answers

On your current playlist, hit shuffle and pick the first thirty songs on the list (no matter how cheesy or embarrassing), and write down your favorite line of the song. Try to avoid putting the song title in the line. Then have your friends comment and see if they know the songs. Lines unguessed are in red.

I wasn't surprised that some of these weren't guessed. However, I think that 30 entries is too long - that many people give up reading before they get to the bottom. If I were redoing this, I'd cut it to a more manageable 15.

This is reasonably representative of my music collection: mainly classic rock, with some metal and oddities. The pseudo-random shuffling didn't produce any Pink Floyd or Led Zeppelin, though...
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