In sibling strife when Joy meant to cause bro' Kent annoyment, did she, for her enjoyment, place into her employment oinks and grunts, a ploy meant to tease that little boy Kent through ceaseless loud aboiement. To be corrected by Laurent-- It's really pronounced aboiement.
In sibling strife when Joy meant to cause bro' Kent annoyment, did she, for her enjoyment, place into her employment oinks and grunts, a ploy meant to tease that little boy Kent through ceaseless loud aboiement. To be corrected by Laurent-- It's really pronounced aboiment.
So--this guy walks in to his doctor's office and says "I'm feeling very depressed. This morning I looked in the mirror and all I could see was gray hair, an enlarging bald spot, bags under my eyes, wrinkles under my chin, yellowing teeth, and splotchy skin."
The doctor replied, "Well, at least your eyesight is still good."
I returned this from my constitutional in the woods this morning with a song in my heart. I think it was the rutabagas.
Whack Job Diva (sung to the tune of Pinball Wizard) ♩ I thought she'd left the scene when she didn't get the job No national TV coverage, no chances to hobnob. But she's engulfed us all, like the finale from The Blob That deaf, dumb and blind kid Sure is a real whack job.
She's a Whack Job Diva, she's coming back for more A Whack Job Diva, a bald-faced media whore
Why do you think she does it? (I don't know) What stokes her ego?
She don't read no books or papers, just listens to Limbaugh Don't need no facts or figures, she ain't no liberal snob She counts on her charisma to make right wing members throb That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure is a real whack job
I always thought we were finally rid of her But now she's back and reality becomes a blur... ♩
"All the Himalayan glaciers are melting, an average of 10-20m a year," he says.
One of the most obvious changes, he adds, is the growth of what are known as glacial lake outburst floods (glofs).
"A glof happens when a glacial lake is created by a melting glacier and it then bursts. Imja lake is the most dramatic example of a potential one. It is growing 74m a year. When it bursts its banks, we will have a mountain tsunami. Billions of gallons of water will be released and it could wipe out about 70% of the trekking trail to Everest base camp. Not only will that destroy our homes and potentially kill people, but it will wipe out the jewel in the crown of Nepal's tourism industry," he says. -Guardian.co.uk
"How do you respond to “Islam is the solution�? or “Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior�?? How do you converse with someone who justifies the war in Iraq—as Christopher Hitchens does—with the tautology that we have to “kill them over there so they do not kill us over here�?? Those who speak in these thought-terminating clichés banish rational discussion. Their minds are shut. They sputter and rant like a demented Othello. The paucity of public discourse in our culture, even among those deemed to be public intellectuals, is matched by the paucity of public discourse in the Arab world." - Truthdig: The War on Language (an excellent read)
So--here's what I love about Wordie. I love that the joyfully organized chaos of conversations and comments takes a preeminent spot in the interface. I love that we can list whole madeupical phrases, play with book titles with one letter changed, make lists like My Little Phonies, Sweet Tooth Fairy, and Firmament-Clogging Rotteness, and apply the Wordie Treatment as necessary--or whenever we just feel like it. I love sionnach, chained_bear, plethora, reesetee, prolagus, uselessness (miss him...), treeseed (ditto), bilby, pterodactyl, dontcry, rolig, frogapplause, yarb, whichbe, mollusque, gangerh, seanahan, fbharjo, jennaren, brookdale_chick (still laughing), trivet, vanquishedone, and all the other Wordies that I've forgotten to mention--and, of course, our own slack bastard John. I love the black and white (and blue) pages with no pictures except when sionnach gets the urge or when the occasional emo kid appears. I love panvocalics, specific excrement, and random words. And I love being goaded.
I'm not necessarily making suggestions for Wordnik. I don't find much of this there, though. I've joined, and I'll give it a fighting chance, but I'll sure miss Wordie.
You cannot escape the charge that you have previously engaged in the amazing pastime that is IDENTIFY THE WORDIE. You are therefore prime target material for inviting to IDENTIFY THE WORDIENIK. The whole of the bit of Wordnik that joins in on this would be truly honoured should you participate this time round. Easily find the right page right now because it is currently the most commented on list shown on the Community page.
From a distance she looks like a triumph of marketing over substance. Then again, our brand of conservative politics is much different to yours, so much so that anything the Republicans do makes them look like caricatures of themselves to me.
With Sarah Palin, what you see is not what you get. Her leadership skills consist mainly of hiring her friends and firing her enemies, defined as anyone who disagrees with her or who doesn't believe that dinosaurs and people lived at the same time. There's a reason that McCain limits access to her. She's perfectly capable of looking you directly in the eye and lying to you. (In that regard she's a pretty good match for McCain.)
A myrtle is a nice plant. I like crepe myrtles. Their bark is lovely in winter. And then there is Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. I grew up with myrtles, and I knew women named Myrtle. To me, Myrtle is a solid old-fashioned name, and I am surprised we have not seen a resurgence in its popularity
Hi Skipvia. My family and I went on our Alaskan cruise two weeks ago, and while we were onship I thought of the comment you left me. I saw disappointingly few ravens on the trip, but I did see a black bear, a whale, a porcupine, and some very, very distant mountain goats. :)
Do you know about the Music Genome Project? That ongoing project resulted in Pandora.com. It is a pretty cool online radio project where you can essentially program your own musical tastes...but anyway...they have some pretty kick-ass obscure garage bands on there...I thought I knew the genre well...ha!
Hi skipvia! I'm really sorry I didn't reply to your comment (on that fabulous firmament-clogging list, which still amuses me endlessly, because -- godless and rock-shivering blast! Oh my) earlier, particularly because it was the first to be directed to me on this site. :) Thank you for your compliment on my username; ravens and I have a funny relationship that I'm still trying to condense into an articulate explanation.
Where in Alaska do you live? My family and I are going on an Alaskan cruise a few months from now, and as cliche (and as unlikely, in June) as this might sound, all I'm really hoping for right now is to see the northern lights.
Wow -- wasn't me! Someone has found a back door! Not sure who, but I'm pretty sure I know what they did. My compliments, back-door person, whoever you are! And thank you for using your powers for good, rather than evil.