libby lewis/lewis libby?

I don't know if the names in the title are properly spelled or not. In any case, the other night I was listening to NPR in my car, and I heard a story about the upcoming trial of Cheney's right hand guy Lewis "Scooter" Libb(e)y. Now, Scooter's first name is the subject of some debate -- I've heard Lewis, Irv, Irving -- among others. Anway, I'm pretty sure Lewis is in his name somewhere.

The strange thing, though, is that the NPR reporter presenting the story was a woman named Libby Lewis. When they introduced her, I thought, "My mind must have supplied that information; it was some kind of Freudian parapraxys or slip of the ear." But, sure enough, when the story ended, the reporter said very clearly, "Libby Lewis reporting."

I think there was a Jesuit who taught at my high school named Lewis Libby. I think he went by "Chip." He was very nice. On a retreat he played a recording of the song "I Can See Clearly Now The Rain is Gone" to inspire us. That's a great song; it's almost as good as "Don't Stop Believin'" by Journey.

Whether you know it or not, kind Blogreader, you like Journey. You might think you don't, but you do. (Sarah, I know you would agree with me.) You also like Dolly Parton and Charo (and not for their physical characteristics, but for their music and personality). And "Come Sail Away" by Styx, though not necessarily "Too Much Time on My Hands."