Friday, October 29, 2004
Tricks, then Treats: UPDATED
OY there’s not much time left this morning for me to get a post up for y’all but luckily I don’t have much on my mind (stop snickering) so it shouldn’t take too long.
* “Et tu, Brutus? Yet you flew under my RADAR ere the ides were well upon me, a SCUBA diver in the Tiber...” these are examples of anachronyms - words made out of initials of other words used in an incorrect time-context. Feel free to pepper your speech with them. (not taken from, but inspiring a visit to, this site, which is pretty amusing.)
* Where does flannel come from? Make a note, because Kel told me recently: Flannel comes from flanimals. UPDATE: the interest in flanimals made me wonder if we weren’t the first to think of them; it appears we weren’t quite first but we’re in good company I think. Ricky Gervais is hereby inadvertently plugged, and he’d better remember it come the holidays, which are damn near now, so get shopping, Rickles! (Don’t forget, now: allergic to walnuts; partial to suede.)
* Since I’m not doing squat for halloween, here’s my costume idea, which I offer for general misappropriation: a vampire prognosticator who can predict when your neck will get perforated and your lifesblood drained from your undead body. I call him “Nosferatudamus.”
Today is a big committee meeting at which I help some very wise and clever people decide how to divide $950,000 in grant money among $1.7M in requests. It’ll be mentally draining. Luckily my brain will not be required at my evening engagement in the victorian opulence of the Great American Music Hall where the Masters of the B-3 show is at 8 pm. (or at 10:30 but we get up at 5 these days so that’s a non-starter). They’re so funky it’s SCARY.
Oops, time to run. Have a great weekend and don’t eat any unwrapped razor blades!

