A B.A. in Linguistics

Language is a bountiful gift and its usage, an elaboration of community and society, is a sacred work. Language and usage evolve over time: elements change, are forgotten or reborn, and while there are instances where transgression can become the source of an even greater wealth, this does not alter the fact that to be entitled to the liberties of playfulness or enlightened misusage when using language, one must first and foremost have sworn one's total allegiance.

- Muriel Barbery. The Elegance of the Hedgehog.

This is how I live, write and speak my life. I've said it before and I'll say it again. I'm a linguist. And where language is concerned, I do what I want.

Snack Time

Blake says I eat like a 12-year-old.

Well, it's true. I've been known to have a big bowl of ice cream while I'm making dinner (and one after dinner, too, for dessert). I consider a handful of cheese nips to be a good anytime snack. And, I won't say no to the occasional fruit snack or Cadbury cream egg.

So, last night when Blake was confused as to why I sat us each down with a bowl of ramen and a fork, "Wait, you eat soup with a fork?"

"What do you do with the broth? Slurp it?"

Um, yes.

I felt vindicated. I am slowly culturing him to my ways.

Editor's/Writer's note: That was the first time I've had ramen in probably four years. I don't usually buy it, but I just-so-happened to have it in the cupboard, and my throat just-so-happened to be sore enough that it sounded like just-the-right-textured-thing to eat.

My Kind of Health Care

It's free cone day at Ben & Jerry's (here's proof: http://www.benjerry.com/).

If that doesn't make you feel better, I don't know what will.

Think of it as a free public option....

Daylight Savings

...this has been sitting on my computer since Monday....I just forgot to hit publish...whoops...

This is me right now. (Yes, my left eyebrow has a mind of it's own.)

This is is how I look when I:

a) have had too few hours of sleep

b) have too many hours of school work

c) have worked overtime

d) am coming down with the new-and-improved black plague

e) all of the above

Back to homework.

The weekend is here.

One of my favorite things about Fridays is that at 6:45, when that annoying alarm goes off, I get to switch it completely off (with two blissful sleep-indulgent mornings in mind) instead of hitting the sleep button.

Ah. Such bliss.

Norf Carolina

"Hi, My name is Terance. I'm calling from North Carolina. I hope you're smart. I hope you're a big shot. I have found myself in the middle of a criminal conspiracy..."

Just one moment, Terance, let me transfer you.


Questions/items to consider:

1. I hope you're a big shot? In your case, Terence, I'd hope I were a big shot, too. Alas, I'm just me.

2. Who told you to call me/how did you get this number?

3. Is it wrong that I think that most-if-not-all people in North Carolina are plum-out-of-their-minds?

Charlie Boy

The first time anyone (other than Blake) saw my new Maryland license, was at the library when I was applying for a library card.

Librarian (...looking at the card...): "It's ok, we all have pictures where we look like Charles Manson."

Thanks. It's not like I don't already know it's true, but thanks for pointing it out.