Godamighty, Do you realize how old you have to be to catch that? Most of these people wouldnât know FS from shit let alone the moniker. You is old, almost ancient!
I like deliverables. If I order a pizza, itâs a deliverable - even with anchovies and a side of bread sticks. Babies are deliverables but I didnât order any. That was the wifeâs doings.
Another hate word:
Biodegradable - Are you fucking kidding me? U235 is biodegradable if you wait long enough. Itâs a word for the perennially gullible.
Ummm⌠is it time to get on the boat and maybe let the wind clear out a few cobwebs?
Speaking of poetry, when are you gonna post your latest? Anita is waiting with bated breath.
bated⌠thatâs a word you donât hear very often anymore. I like the suspense of that word, waiting for whatever comes after it. After all, you can only be bated for so longâŚ
Yes, bating. Iâm something of a master at it. Wait - that didnât come out quite rightâŚumâŚforget thatâŚ
ANYway, havenât written a poem in months, JT. Off on a different direction writing-wise these days and I just canât find it in me. Even as encouraging as Anita has always been (for which I have always been grateful).
Iâll take that as raineyâs tactful, kind way of telling me to stop harassing him.
[size=70]However, if your alternately-directed writing is suitable for sharing⌠Hey, canât blame a girl for trying! Okay, okay, I got that outa my system, so I promise Iâll stop now.[/size]
No no no! Donât stop! Men love to be harassed by a beautiful woman. Isnât that right, rainey? Otherwise, we just end up bated⌠errr, or something. :-"
But Anita is right, So if it isnât poetry, what is it and why not let us have a look see?
Dammit! Now you made me go look it up. ââŚis a 1952 song by composer Harry Warren and lyricist Jack Brooks.â (from wiki) So now I hate Jack Brooks whoever the hell he was. I even like Martin singing the song, but the lyrics were sooooo Cleaverland It was gaggy in the extreme.
Gaga? Yeah, Iâm sure she has some talents, but wordsmith isnât one of them. Gaga and gaggy⌠coincidence?
You donât have to be old to know about FS. Heâs an icon. I mean, most of the people we talk about in these hallowed halls are way older than FS. I like Dean Martin, Iâm just saying Fuck and Shit are like the two king daddy words in terms of swears. Fuck is primary, Shit is supporting, but still formidable.
I wasnât born until several years after Frank Sinatra turned 50. In the nineties my hipster friends and I watched movies and danced to Sinatra. Swinginâ had a brief chicness in the 80s and 90s. SNL sketches, Ray Liotta film. All that stuff. Just cuz youâre old doesnât mean I am.
Can I post that emoticon ironically, pls? Can we have that agreement going forward? Just so itâs understood.
ballyhoo, rigamarole, druthers, hoopla, qualms, ps and qs, these words and expressions, make me laugh, but only said ironically with a straight face.
I like the word toilet. I mean the french one. Toi-let. Elegent, numinous. Composed. It should have been used to name something in the sky, instead. And the âtâ should be silent.
Maybe the âtâ is silent, and Iâm pronouncing it wrong.
I also like the word cunt, for different reasons. I think whoever coined it was a practical person. And might have believed that sounds could mirror the world. Itâs the sort of word that should replace the polite words for the same thing, so that teenagers can get a better sense of the dangers of unprotected sex.
OK, g. Iâll give you back 20 years, but that is the limit - as long as we accept being a child and an ancient at the same time.
You realize youâre killing the banana, donât you? Like the pink flamingos in your front yard, theyâre only cool till you make fun of them.
I donât know if words can be made ironic or not. Thats the fun of words. Pats and darts, swirled in the fog of intent and cursed language. We believe in our words, and we make them up as fast as we can. Perhaps the irony is granting them power in the first place. But that has always been the problem with language; itâs made up of words.
Next hated word: superlicious - it doesnât just taste good, itâs SUPERLICIOUS!
Gorrilaz gave me that word one day and it was sublime, look for the song âa mountain called monkey.â Not really a stand-alone kind of word, but A powerful start to a powerful phrase (powerful in the barroque sense of the word).
Heed me, minstrels of Perth! A cacophony of indestructible⌠shit, someone help me out here.