That's pronounced "SEE-ah-HUM-ba"

Okay, so, Karl has corrected the spelling on his URL, it's now quaintquintessentialnonsense.blogspot.com.

And speaking of Communists:
A capitalist, a socialist, and a communist all agree to meet at a cafe. The capitalist and the communist arrive at 4:30, but the socialist is fifteen minutes late.
"sorry I'm late" says the socialist when he finally arrives, "I was standing in the queue for sausages."
"What's a queue?" asks the capitalist.
"What are sausages?" asks the communist.

How 'bout that ice storm huh? You'd think the one time we get a spot of winter weather we could at least get a school delay out of it. Though, knowing our superintendent, we'll probably get tomorrow off in anticipation of the winter weather forecast for last weekend.

If you're still reading by now you should get as many people as you can together and go to the Christmas Choir Concert tomorrow (unless you have a life, in which case I understand that you might want to do something "fun" with your time). Speaking of choir, explain something to me: What phenomenon compells high school choral directors the world over to sap the life out of every single vocal selection by directing at a tempo that hovers somewhere between funeral dirge and televsion retrospective.

Q:What's the range on a french horn?
A:About thirty feet if you have a good arm.

This post is much too long already, so I'll leave you with this:
If a guy says something, and there's not a woman around to hear him, is he still wrong?