As if you couldn’t tell, yesterday’s post was my first April Fool’s Day gag on the blog. And it sucked beyond sucking. (UPDATE 12/18/08: That entry has gotten almost 1,000 hits since posting, so it wasn’t that bad.)
But I did borrow a page from the late George Plimpton’s story about Sidd Finch. Just capitalize the first letters of each word in this sentence:
“Harmonix also plans polka yodeling, allowing previously reluctant individuals languishing for oddball octaves lively, spirited dancing all year-round.”
Meh. Either way, I hope somebody out there got a chortle out of it.