The Isle of Marm
One of many awkward me-affiliated places.
Time-Dependent SemiPublic Memory Bank,
Super Secret Dumping/Proving Ground,
Displaced Miscellany Collection,
3 Hours in the Future (EST)
One of many awkward me-affiliated places.
Time-Dependent SemiPublic Memory Bank,
Super Secret Dumping/Proving Ground,
Displaced Miscellany Collection,
3 Hours in the Future (EST)
A short listing of probably most everything one needs to know, silent communication edition.
(I’m not saying the protagonist of my silent language book is going to be named Manuel Comm, but it is not outside of the realm of possibility.)
20 varieties, covered in “want-more-ishness”.
Originally voiced by TRUMAN CAPOTE.
Surely that is some manner of wikipedia shenanigans.
[Jay Ward seems like he was pretty great.]
That we don’t still hear about Jean LaFoote with regularity is distressing.
Hobbies : DASTERDLY DEEDS
Greatest adventures :
- Trying to make my own Crunch;
- Trying to get Crunch;
- Eating Crunch
(The resurgence of a nemesis relationship probably wouldn’t make me buy cereal because of a memory of cutting the top of my mouth with the corner of one of those beige sugar frosted bricks. But that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t be entertaining.)
Follow-up re: Classifieds dawdling.
Scattered research indicates, even on a project basis, it would be a pay cut. Maybe. At least at first. On the other hand, think about all the weird things that I have an excuse to learn about!
BONUSES:
+ the sudden legitimacy for my predilection for wetsuits.
+ the astronaut feelings without dealing with my issues with heights.
+…I’m sure there are other things.
Wiki-cascading being as dangerous as it is, this morning we learned that “frass” is a more formal term for insect poops (another poop word from the Germans: classic!), “walla” is the name for the insertion of assorted rhubarbs and snazzum to avoid paying extras, and skipping might be an ideal form of locomotion for walking on the moon, a useful piece of knowledge if ever in a conversation with both Kylie Minogue and Gordon Sumner.
Related:
The Soviet-era “bones” [кости], “ribs” [рёбра] or “roentgenizdat” [рентгениздат] are so-called because one cheap, reliable source of suitable raw material is discarded medical x-rays, which have the added benefit of including ready-made and interesting images. The name roentgenizdat comes from the combination of roentgen ray (another word for X-ray) and izdat (Russian: издат, abbr. издательство, izdatel’stvo, “publishing house”), patterned after the word samizdat (“self-published”, or underground literature). X-ray records emerged at the time of the Stilyagi as an underground medium for distribution of jazz music, which was prohibited in the Soviet Union after World War II. This format was also particularly attractive to politically suppressed punk rock music and the “do it yourself” punk ethic, since other publishing outlets were much less accessible.
I could read Wikipedia for years and years.
“τὰ ὄντα ἰέναι τε πάντα καὶ μένειν οὐδέν”
Gonna listen to this …maybe 3 more times, then go get a coke, then start the day over.
2PM is the new 8AM.
It is possible no one here knows enough about contemporary yo-yo culture. My gift to you? Here is a linky opportunity to rectify that.
(They’re not compulsory tricks, they’re illusions, Michael.)
balls are divided into two categories: recreational and advanced
Despite early worries—and the constant need to go to the young scientist’s room—IP Friday has turned out pretty okay.
I am tittering about balls, but I’m also making progress.
(Source: Wikipedia)
30 hours later: STILL AMUSED.
“…flatulence may, in casual circumstances and especially among children, be used as either a humorous supplement to a joke, or as a comic activity in and of itself. The social acceptability of flatulence-based humor in entertainment and the mass media varies over the course of time and between cultures.”
Oh, humorous supplements. It isn’t that nothing has changed in the last 26 years in terms of what I find hilarious, but I think the change has been a broadening of field without any shift in perspective. In that sense, 011111 year old ME is even MORE easily amused than 5 year old me.
“Dawn represents the past, noon the present and night the future.”
I am a little uncomfortable right now with how much I like this guy’s graphical additions to wikipedia. However, based on the number of bull-fighter images he’s added, I’m thinking he might be a little less into ladies and more into…YES, I’M STILL NOT WORKING…pokémon.
(ed.: Including the 2nd person plural as not just the 3rd person plural implies enough Spain-ishness that he probably sounds like he has a lisp.)
“Okay, if Pizza Hut is not actually referring to a Hat of Pizza, then why is their logo a hat?”
(This was followed by about a minute of weasely prevarication as I tried to simultaneously explain the possibility that it was just a coincidence and reaffirm to myself that it was just a coincidence.)
Here is how we got there:
DEU: *Holds up badge holder* What is this called?
ME: A lanyard. Or as you would call it in Deutsch…*type-type-click* der lanyard.
DEU: *looking over shoulder at german wikipedia page* ah! No, that is not the word. Ah, Bändel.
ME: What’s that word? *clicks on Fangschnur”. scans German page. Sees the word “Cowboyhut”, next to a picture of a tiny sombrero. Clicks on “Cowboyhut”. Realizes “hut” is the additional Germanic syllable indicating “hat”. Sudden tremors at core.*
Important things looked up afterward:
In German, his name is Jabba der Hutte
Sir Francis Bacon DIED from complications arising from his studies in meat preservation.
—This fact is so weirdly good* that I am not sure I believe it.
*Bear in mind I have zero gustatory interest in bacon, and yet: here I stand in the threshold of “THE BACON PORTAL”, 6 degrees from enlightenment.
There are many sentences on the wikipedia page for Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo that I like. I also think the simplified parse tree of that sentence is on the borderline of incorrect; in as much as while “Buffalo” is a proper noun, it is being used adjectivally: the capital letter is just a red herring. I should have herring for dinner. I shouldn’t have had that second cup of coffee. And I want to blame the coffee for this sinking feeling, but I know that’s not it. That is not it at all.
“I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker…and in short, I was afraid.”
“Simplify your complicated linguistic constructs.”
That is the primary note I get. From La in 1997, from ERW in 2011.
