Transcript from "The Encyclopedia of Superstitions": "The weasel is a beast of evil omen in most countries, including Britain, and especially so if it is white. Witches were formerly supposed to take the it's form, and so did evil spirits. Hence, the appearanceof the creature near a house was an unfortunate sign, and to hear one squeaking nearby was a death omen.
Running across anyone's path, it foretells misfortune and sometimes death, and is an extremely bad omen at the start of any journey. If it runs towards the left, the omen is still worse, and so too, if it runs in front of the traveller and then turns backwards in its path.
In Wales, a weasel going before a person without turning back is sometimes said to denote triumph over enemies, but here also it is unlucky if it veers towards the left, denoting that the observer has enemies in his own household.
Stories are told in some areas of the apparitions of ghostly weasels, usually white. These are almost invariably followed by disaster of some kind.

I like...

Artists:	Dear Lord. I've got to fill in all this again.
Songs:	You know, I'd rather not.
Shows:	I mean, it must be just as tedious reading it as it is typing it.
Films:	Besides, this is what myspace et al are for these days.
Actors:	So I'll just fill in all these boxes with short sentences.
Books:	Because I'm alternative like that.
Authors:	Totally, dude.
Sports:	Not.
Athletes:	You can tell by now I'm running out of things to type.
Activities:	See?
Places:	These aren't short sentences. These are long prison terms.

More about me...

When I was young...:
When wasn't I young?

When I grow up...:
the world will end.

This week...:
is going to be much the same as the last.

I wish...:
I could have my old weblog back.

I believe...:
in nothing.

I love...:
rarely.

You'll recognise me by...:
the odour.

I welcome...:
few.