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August 27th, 2005
Even The Simpsons has clip shows.
But here at WFME it’s less about NOT having something to write about (”He Said, She Said”, “If I Had an English Accent”, “The Fear of Sweating” and “The Cult of Wipe” are all in the hopper ready to go) but more about giving some shout-outs to older words that may still be new for you.
So on this beautiful Saturday (I suspect it is, but I won’t leave the house today as I have 5 days until the final manuscript of my 2nd book is due) I would like to present to you this edition of The Best of Words and hope that for you, the newness overshadows your hatred for me and my lack of new.
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August 26th, 2005
[Insert your own exciting and verbose Friday greeting here. One that both welcomes readers, draws in new ones, uses flowery language and elaborate metaphors and leads in to the next section of the post, which addresses today’s subject matter. Then add a joke at the end here to make people laugh.]
Today’s “Words For Your Enjoyment” comes from WFME partner-in-crime, Dylan, who says: “I was wondering if you could tell me if there is any merit to a grown adult being a tattle-tale.”
Oh, Dylan. Dylan, Dylan, Dylan.
Posted under Manners, WFYE. | 16 Comments »
August 25th, 2005
I’m not a big fan of the name Jon.
Mind you, it has nothing to do with my recent run-ins with Jon Cryer nor does it have anything to do with the fact that when I was a child my grandfather once told me that “people with three letters for a first name, where the first and last letters are consonants and the middle letter is the vowel “o” and the first consonant has the same sound as the letters “ch” or “sh” — they’re criminals or malcontents.”
My grandfather heard voices, too, but who am I to criticize. I mean, the guy was in WW II and spent hours in planes going on missions while shrapnel flew all around him. If he wanted to hate certain three-letter names, that was OK by me.
Posted under Names, You Decide. | 37 Comments »
August 24th, 2005
People must have a lot of time on their hands at the car wash.
Personally, when I drop off my car at the car wash there is a quick procedure that I always follow. I hand them the keys, I walk down the long hall, pass by the infamous greeting card hallway and stand in line to pay for my car. That’s it. Then I wait outside and grab my vehicle.
Lately though, it seems that every single card I get from someone has been purchased at the car wash — and the purchaser is more than happy to share this fact with you.
Posted under Cars, Prognosis. | 43 Comments »
August 23rd, 2005
I just have to ask.
If we’re both standing in front of the Whack-A-Mole interactive game where moles pop up and I’m supposed to hit them with the soft-cushy mallet — why must you point at the moles as they pop up as if to show me which ones to hit?
I just have to ask.
Posted under Games, Questions. | 20 Comments »
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