Atavism
In looking over today's word, I've decided I'm going to join the ‘How Dare You Blame That On Me!’ people.
Whenever I do something stupid and someone is trying to get me to take
responsibility, I'm going to say, "You can't blame me! I'm atavistic! It's
part of who I am!" And then, to make sure I really have my backside
covered I will say (depending on the audience) either:
A. God made me this way!
or
B. Genetics forced me to be this way!
My favorite ‘Don't Blame Me’ story was told in a library information class I
took. A librarian came around a corner and gasped loudly because a teenager was
looking at porn on a library computer. The woman next to the kid looked over,
saw the porn and screamed at said librarian: "How could you let my son
look at porn?" I don't know which is more bizarre, that the mother would
blame the librarian, or that the kid would look at porn while sitting next to
his mother. Euw. (Seriously…EUW!)
What I'm really wondering is if I can blame my sense of humour on Atavism.
Somehow I'm thinking not (damn it). Oh well, as long as I get my usual two hits
a day on this blog, I'll continue to know someone understands me. Sigh*
*I'm kidding, of course. While hits are fun, I do not base myne ego on the
number of people who read this. Good thing I wasn't blogging twenty years ago
when such a thing would have been important - yikes!! Now I just have fun.
Friday, March 30, 2012
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Zoomorphic
Zoomorphic
So my attitude towards today's word was all over the place. (I'm kinda bored and am looking for something to add a li'l somethin' somethin' to my day.) When I first saw the word, I thought it would be pronounced zoom-MORE-fic which I thought was totally cool (or ‘sweet’ as people say. Should I start saying that instead of cool? Cool is totally my generation, but I do wanna keep up, you know*). But then it was ruined when I saw the two O's were separated. Sad! But then I started reading the definition and the examples and all that, and I have to say I've warmed up on it.**
I especially loved the ‘Did You Know?’ part that discusses pseudomorph (another word not in the Mozilla spell-check dictionary). In discussing it, the writers say that it pertains to "a mineral having the outward form of another species." So maybe like fool's gold? (Or is that fools' gold? Can many fools be fooled at the same time in the same way?) Anyway, I've decided that pseudomorph is going to be my new put-down. When someone is being a knuckle-dragging mouth-breather, instead of having to say all that I can just utter "Pseudomorph." As in, "you look like a human being, but..."
Don’t you love being esoteryque? I do!
*Totally is totally my generation, too, but boy did everyone hop on that proverbial bandwagon!
**I woulda warmed up even more if it was spelled "Zoomorphyque" but evidently I can't have everything - at which thought I weep silently and gnash my teeth.
So my attitude towards today's word was all over the place. (I'm kinda bored and am looking for something to add a li'l somethin' somethin' to my day.) When I first saw the word, I thought it would be pronounced zoom-MORE-fic which I thought was totally cool (or ‘sweet’ as people say. Should I start saying that instead of cool? Cool is totally my generation, but I do wanna keep up, you know*). But then it was ruined when I saw the two O's were separated. Sad! But then I started reading the definition and the examples and all that, and I have to say I've warmed up on it.**
I especially loved the ‘Did You Know?’ part that discusses pseudomorph (another word not in the Mozilla spell-check dictionary). In discussing it, the writers say that it pertains to "a mineral having the outward form of another species." So maybe like fool's gold? (Or is that fools' gold? Can many fools be fooled at the same time in the same way?) Anyway, I've decided that pseudomorph is going to be my new put-down. When someone is being a knuckle-dragging mouth-breather, instead of having to say all that I can just utter "Pseudomorph." As in, "you look like a human being, but..."
Don’t you love being esoteryque? I do!
*Totally is totally my generation, too, but boy did everyone hop on that proverbial bandwagon!
**I woulda warmed up even more if it was spelled "Zoomorphyque" but evidently I can't have everything - at which thought I weep silently and gnash my teeth.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Knee-jerk
Knee-jerk
So I was looking at my stats and saw that I’ve been getting hits from Russia. That's cool, but Russia?? My knee-jerk reaction was that I was going to get pulled in before the House Un-American Activities Committee. I then realized *whew* that neither Joe McCarthy nor Dick Cheney were running the country any longer. I also saw that someone came from stop-a-cheater.com. At first I was hoping some kid was plagiarizing my useful tidbits of information, but then realized it was the wrong kind of cheater. "We think your (add the pronoun of your choice) is cheating - s/he's been reading a blog on a daily basis that, well...take a look. Why, I ax, why would your (repeat said pronoun) be reading this blog? For entertainment? We think not."
But then I saw that someone got to it through babygearstrollers.info. Now that's just weird. What I was really hoping was that someone would get to it through the Samuel Johnson page of Wikipedia. Now that would be cool and make sense to me!! Oh wait, it's a Wiki, I could just put my own link on the page...hmmm
On a side note, my H&Ker sent me a note about yesterday's blog saying that he thought I sounded resentful in the middle. I sort of was, and I hope the sudden change of attitude didn't throw you, oh myne baby-stroller-toting Russian reader, for too much of a loop. I just really needed to get that off myne chest yesterday. What I really apologize for are the typos. Even checking what I write at 200% on Word I miss stuff. I find it very discomfiting. Very discomfiting indeed. (Which unfortunately means that if you’re using my blog to learn English as a second or third language, you may need to be careful – sorry.)
OH, I know what I was gonna say!! Last night I heard the phrase "gnashing of teeth." O>M>G> as the kids say nowadays when they don't bother taking their finger off the shift key. “Gnashing of teeth.” That expression makes me SO happy!! I mean, you have this great picture in your head of people rolling on the ground in their sack-clothes and hair shirts being more dramatic than even Sarah Bernhardt could ever hope to be (clutching of pearls is kids' play to these people), and just for the cherry on top, there's that fantastic silent G at the beginning!! Seriously, what more do you need for happiness (other than, well, you know)?? Not much!!
So I was looking at my stats and saw that I’ve been getting hits from Russia. That's cool, but Russia?? My knee-jerk reaction was that I was going to get pulled in before the House Un-American Activities Committee. I then realized *whew* that neither Joe McCarthy nor Dick Cheney were running the country any longer. I also saw that someone came from stop-a-cheater.com. At first I was hoping some kid was plagiarizing my useful tidbits of information, but then realized it was the wrong kind of cheater. "We think your (add the pronoun of your choice) is cheating - s/he's been reading a blog on a daily basis that, well...take a look. Why, I ax, why would your (repeat said pronoun) be reading this blog? For entertainment? We think not."
But then I saw that someone got to it through babygearstrollers.info. Now that's just weird. What I was really hoping was that someone would get to it through the Samuel Johnson page of Wikipedia. Now that would be cool and make sense to me!! Oh wait, it's a Wiki, I could just put my own link on the page...hmmm
On a side note, my H&Ker sent me a note about yesterday's blog saying that he thought I sounded resentful in the middle. I sort of was, and I hope the sudden change of attitude didn't throw you, oh myne baby-stroller-toting Russian reader, for too much of a loop. I just really needed to get that off myne chest yesterday. What I really apologize for are the typos. Even checking what I write at 200% on Word I miss stuff. I find it very discomfiting. Very discomfiting indeed. (Which unfortunately means that if you’re using my blog to learn English as a second or third language, you may need to be careful – sorry.)
OH, I know what I was gonna say!! Last night I heard the phrase "gnashing of teeth." O>M>G> as the kids say nowadays when they don't bother taking their finger off the shift key. “Gnashing of teeth.” That expression makes me SO happy!! I mean, you have this great picture in your head of people rolling on the ground in their sack-clothes and hair shirts being more dramatic than even Sarah Bernhardt could ever hope to be (clutching of pearls is kids' play to these people), and just for the cherry on top, there's that fantastic silent G at the beginning!! Seriously, what more do you need for happiness (other than, well, you know)?? Not much!!
Monday, March 26, 2012
Hebdomadal
Hebdomadal
I love how this is described as "rare and curious." Really? Those are the words that come to mind? Personally, I think of superfluous and redundant. I once heard it said that the only people who use semi-colons are those who want to show off that they know how to use them. Words like hebdomadal fall into the same group. On the other hand I find a semi-colon to be rather useful at times, so there's that one.
So the Loved One and I watched Julie & Julia last night (we borrowed it from friends - if we had waited for it to come to the top of our Netflix queue, we'd've waited another two years) and it really got me thinking about following through on stuff. I hate to say it, but I never follow up on stuff. I hate that about me. Obviously I'm not the only one, and it makes me wonder how much more cool stuff would exist in the world if everyone who started something actually finished it. I'd probably have my great American gay novel written by now. Probably not, actually, because the first novel I tried to write I got to around page 60 and realized it was terrible - the main character was not sympathetic at all; he was all my bad points from my early twenties with none of the good points - very dark character indeed.
Unfortunately my biggest problem is that I do everything trying to please others instead of myself. Really? How many people is this blog gonna satisfy? There must be thousands of blogs out there - how many of them actually get any real traffic? Fuck it. I get an average of four hits a day. I'm writing this for myself from now on; so few people actually "get" my sense of humour that even if it was suddenly some weird meme, it would last about a week before people turned away confused and befuddled. The Loved One and I have been together for coming up on 13 years since our first date and he still sometimes just smiles and nods at my humour. And why do I like to put a U in homour? No reason, I like it.
And why is National Book Writing Month November? The month with Thanksgiving where we're all getting ready for Xmas (except for those of us who aren't)? Why isn't it in Jan or Fed? Screw it. I’m not waiting for November. I need to start now.
I love how this is described as "rare and curious." Really? Those are the words that come to mind? Personally, I think of superfluous and redundant. I once heard it said that the only people who use semi-colons are those who want to show off that they know how to use them. Words like hebdomadal fall into the same group. On the other hand I find a semi-colon to be rather useful at times, so there's that one.
So the Loved One and I watched Julie & Julia last night (we borrowed it from friends - if we had waited for it to come to the top of our Netflix queue, we'd've waited another two years) and it really got me thinking about following through on stuff. I hate to say it, but I never follow up on stuff. I hate that about me. Obviously I'm not the only one, and it makes me wonder how much more cool stuff would exist in the world if everyone who started something actually finished it. I'd probably have my great American gay novel written by now. Probably not, actually, because the first novel I tried to write I got to around page 60 and realized it was terrible - the main character was not sympathetic at all; he was all my bad points from my early twenties with none of the good points - very dark character indeed.
Unfortunately my biggest problem is that I do everything trying to please others instead of myself. Really? How many people is this blog gonna satisfy? There must be thousands of blogs out there - how many of them actually get any real traffic? Fuck it. I get an average of four hits a day. I'm writing this for myself from now on; so few people actually "get" my sense of humour that even if it was suddenly some weird meme, it would last about a week before people turned away confused and befuddled. The Loved One and I have been together for coming up on 13 years since our first date and he still sometimes just smiles and nods at my humour. And why do I like to put a U in homour? No reason, I like it.
And why is National Book Writing Month November? The month with Thanksgiving where we're all getting ready for Xmas (except for those of us who aren't)? Why isn't it in Jan or Fed? Screw it. I’m not waiting for November. I need to start now.
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