Malone’s impromptu styrofoam sculpture salutes Deadline Stress…

Found this in a file box recently revisited.

Listened to Prairie Home Companion’s 2010 anthology show tonight with Arlo Guthrie as a bar owner in an episode of Guy Noir eschewing sing-alongs by intoning “This song is my song, these words, I wrote ’em, they came from inside me me, deep down from my scrotum.”

Perhaps the most creative rhyming scheme I’ve heard in a while.

My transcription is not guaranteed but I’ll remember the rhyme.

Only Garrison Keillor could tie together the internet, health care reform, the collapse of the newspaper industry and ear worms into a cogent perspective.

Grammar lesson du jour. Did not know this phenomenon was called the grocer’s apostrophe?

‘Nuff said.

For newspapers looking to think outside the rack, this is a great idea… Making newspapers fun — what a concept.