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This Took Too Damn Long
April 26th/27th, 2001 - 12:11 a.m.I'm Currently Avoiding:
I swear I just heard an ice cream truck outside, or at least that annoying, nauseating music they play when they come around. There's only one problem with that. It's 10:30 at night....who on Earth are they going to attract as a customer at this time of the night? I have come to the conclusion that court tv is stupid. It's all two people whining about how "s/he didn't pay me" or "s/he said/did this and I was offended by it" or "blah blah blah (fill in an excuse here)". I will reluctantly admit that some of these people's complaints are valid and they have every right to take that other person to court. However, does the entire country need to see it? I think not.
I have become completely unable to make a decision. Yay me.
My radio station is annoying me. Not only has it decided to put on some of THE most annoying commercials on the face of the planet, but it has decided that it needs to play more "new" music of today. Now, I don't have any problem at all with them playing more of the recently produced songs. What I do have a problem with is the fact that now that they have these new songs, they seem compelled to play them over and over and Over and OVER again. This upsets me. First of all, because I despise some of the songs they feel compelled to play, and secondly b/c by playing them constantly and repeatedly, they usually end up becoming despised, no matter what their original quality. They need to find a balance and not play all their "new" songs constantly, and then neglect their old ones. There must be balance or they're going to fall...I'll even push them in.
April 26 is ....... Richter Scale Day and National Pretzel Day (Umm...who wants to celebrate that scale which tells you how much the earth shaking sucked? And National Pretzel Day? Okay...more icky food. Although I actually bought and ate and liked a pretzel today, but it wasn't a normal pretzel, it was an Auntie Anne's Glazin' Raisin Pretzel, which is completely different b/c Auntie Anne's pretzels don't taste like normal pretzels.)
April 27 is ....... Tell A Story Day (Here's my story...it took me so long to write this entry that I had to add another word and the 27th of April to my entry b/c it took me that damn long. And yes, that was rather redundant, and no I'm not going to change it b/c I like it that way, and yes, this Is a run-on sentence, what are you a grammar teacher? Leave me and my grammar alone damnit!)
dorsal (adj. DOOR-knob)
: relating to or situated near or on the back especially of an animal or of one of its parts
The most famous use of dorsal is with fin, whether it conjures the ominous dorsal fin of sharks or the benign, even benevolent, image of whales and dolphins. Less well-known is the botanical sense of dorsal, meaning facing away from the stem (thus the underside of a leaf can be the dorsal side), or the linguistic sense referring to articulations made with the back part of the tongue (k and g, for example). Dorsal can be used of non-living things too (in particular, the backs of airplanes), as can its opposite, ventral, which means relating to the belly. Dorsal descends from Latin dorsum (back), which also gave us dossier (via French, for a bundle of documents labeled on the back) and endorse (to write on the back of).
cajole (v. bitch-slap)
1 : to persuade with flattery or gentle urging especially in the face of reluctance : coax
2 : to deceive with soothing words or false promises
You might not think to associate cajole with cage, but it's likely that these two words are connected. Apparently, associations have been made between the insistent prattle of a caged bird and the persistent wheedling of a person attempting to get something out of someone else. Cajole comes from a French verb, cajoler, and though cajoler now means coax, in the past it could mean to chatter like a jay. Some etymologists theorize that cajoler is from gaiole, an Old North French word meaning birdcage. Gaiole itself is from a Late Latin word, caveola, which means little cage. And caveola is the diminutive of the Latin word cavea (cage, cavity), which is the origin of our word cage. Our cave is also a relative.
I've been doing this for too long. But it's all good b/c I have flowers. I'm such a girl sometimes.
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