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Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November;
All the rest have thirty-one
Excepting February alone:
Which hath but twenty-eight, in fine,
Till leap year gives it twenty-nine.

I just count my knuckles.

Using InterTran and some imaginative rewording, I’ve translated all of the “Ray Says” (so far) into very bad Latin.

(Paro iocus sanus hic.)

Today is Johnny Cash’s 71st birthday. If you haven’t checked out his latest album, The Man Comes Around (which was reviewed by my Loquacious Sister), you’re missing a real treat. The title track and Johnny’s cover of Nine Inch Nails’ Hurt are worth the price of the entire disk, and the rest of the disk is very good.

Johnny Cash is an American music treasure. He’s been playing Country music with Folk sensibility and Rock and Roll attitude since the middle 1950s. He was the first artist admitted to both the Country and Rock Halls of Fame. The only other person to match this feat is Elvis Presley, but The Man In Black beat E to it.

Happy birthday, John R. Cash.

To commemorate Mr. Cash’s birthday I’m going to dress entirely in black. It was either that or shoot a man in Reno.

Things Ray Says #07:

"I shall forever resist the tyranny of the cheerful."

(Insert rimshot here.)

"Authority has every reason to fear the skeptic, for authority can rarely survive in the face of doubt."

Robert Linder

Feliz Lunes!

From Merriam-Webster.

Ipse Dixit

Pronunciation: ‘ip-sE-’dik-s&t

Function: noun

Etymology: Latin: "he himself said it"

Date: 15th century

: an assertion made but not proved: DICTUM

Unless it’s me, of course.