Pariah

An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw Plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry Yippie yi ooh Yippie yi yay Ghost riders in the sky Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat He's riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire As they ride on hear their cry As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name "If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our range Then cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride Trying to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies" Yippie yi ooh Yippie yi yay Ghost riders in the sky

A long long time ago I can still remember how That music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride Something touched me deep inside The day the music died So Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Do you believe in rock and roll? Can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Now, for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rolling stone But, that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lennon read a book on Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye And singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Helter skelter in a summer swelter The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin' Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye And singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Oh, and there we were all in one place A generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singin' Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singing Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die They were singing Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die -- I can't believe nobody's posted this one yet!

Beloved

2, 8, 18, 32

Mortal

If you wear a dress and have an animal sidekick, you are a princess.

And this isn't the first time Trek has done something like this. Back when DS9 was having success in syndication, the studio execs made Voyager available only on their new network, UPN. They forgot how well that worked out, I guess.

It's a desperate attempt to distract his supporters back home from the fact that he has no idea how to run his own country. New Topic: It's Bob and Helen Parr's wedding anniversary! What are they getting for each other this year?

Paper? Who uses paper any more? Doesn't everyone do things like that on their phones now?

Spy

I bought my friend an elephant for his room. He said "Thanks." I said "Don't mention it."

Indicted

Shang Chi is the Master of Kung Fu. He doesn't have to rely on muscle memory, and can do things he's never seen anyone else do. Blue and Furry Faceoff! Beast vs. Nightcrawler!

Feather

So, the President is on his way to Saudi Arabia. Once he gets there, can the Travel BanTM be interpreted in such a way as to prevent him from re-entering the country? Just askin'.

Why wouldn't we be? (Side note: Mormons love bureaucracy...apparently.)

Meanwhile, back at the ranch...to me, this trailer looks nothing like Star Trek. Given recent iterations of Star Trek (Voyager, Enterprise, Into Darkness, etc.), I can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

Extinct

Sunfire. Fusion beats fission every time. Concert Madness: Woodstock vs. Lilith Fair

How come nobody's asking about my list?

Summers

Dracula is a full-fledged vampire with supernatural powers and abilities. Frankenstein is just a guy who put together a monster. Dracula wins. Battle of the Governors: Arnold Schwarzenegger vs. Jesse Ventura

All things considered, I'd consider Paul Ryan to be less undesirable than either Trump or Pence (or Hatch, for that matter). I know, not setting the bar real high, but still.

I'd trade 'em both, plus a second round draft pick, for Queen Elsa. But of the two, I'll take Captain Cold. Hot or Cold? Fire vs. Ice