Farktake on Verbosity

During a recent web trek during which I looked for words we don’t hear much anymore, I kept slamming into the concrete wall of our dumbed-down society. There’s a lot of reverse snobbery out there. Site after site warned me that if I have a healthy vocabulary, and I’m not too intimidated to use it, I’ll be judged as trying to sound clever, or impressive, or of trying to insult others with my “Ten-dollar words”. Folks, these words of wisdom came from sites that give pointers to people who want to write...

Happy Saturday

Here’s a Saturday morning topic:

1. Does your home have a junk drawer?
2. What is the last thing you put in there?
3. Does anyone ever clean or organize it?

TNIF! (Thank Nettl It's Friday)

Thank Nettl it’s Friday. When she started getting Friday afternoons off a few weeks ago, we decided we’d take that time to be together without the demands of family. We like simple, practical things really. Lunch at Leo’s Chinese, coffee at Hastings’ Hard Back Cafe while perusing books, taking leftover bread heels to Theta Pond on campus to feed the ducks and swans, a trip to the public library, that sort of thing.

Because I’m unwell, I didn’t feel like going out today (although I wanted too very badly), and when Nettl came home, she found me lost in dreams while on the telly the characters of Star Trek TNG struggled to survive an ongoing lack of REM sleep.

What did my darling Wanze do? She placed a delivery order from Leo’s. We enjoyed Pu-Pu trays and she’d ordered a hot and sour soup for me. Brava süsse Weibchen! And now, I’m going to use my eye drops and digest my lunch while trying to get lost in sleep for as long as this misery continues.