"Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And walked off to look for America "Kathy," I said, as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh "Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw I've come to look for America" Laughing on the bus Playing games with the faces She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said, "Be careful, his bow tie is really a camera" "Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat" "We smoked the last one an hour ago" So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field "Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping. "I'm empty and aching and I don't know why" Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They've all come to look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America
"Darwin was the first to use data from nature to convince people that evolution is true, and his idea of natural selection was truly novel. It testifies to his genius that the concept of natural theology, accepted by most educated Westerners before 1859, was vanquished within only a few years by a single five-hundred-page book. On the Origin of Species turned the mysteries of life's diversity from mythology into genuine science." -- Jerry Coyne
Friday, January 12, 2018
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
"Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And walked off to look for America "Kathy," I said, as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh "Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw I've come to look for America" Laughing on the bus Playing games with the faces She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said, "Be careful, his bow tie is really a camera" "Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat" "We smoked the last one an hour ago" So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field "Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping. "I'm empty and aching and I don't know why" Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They've all come to look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America
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