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Words to be Wary of

In an effort to help those who may have been hit by the onslaught of marketing slurry that passes through the English language, every now and then, I will post some words or phrases that are absurd, unless you are in marketing, sales, or some other line of work where junking up the language is simply a way of life. To start, I submit two:

Free Gift. By its definition, a gift is free, at least to the recipient. If somebody gives you a gift that’s not free, then it is not a gift.

Truly Unique. Can something be falsely unique? Unique means one of a kind. Doesn’t matter if it is a good one of a kind, or a bad one of a kind, it is a one of a kind. If it is unique, by its definition it is true to itself because it is one of a kind.

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The almost Eight year old Philosopher

The almost 8 philosopher

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The blathering idiot — if money were no object

If money were no object

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Don’t touch those “bath salts”

NASHVILLE, TN. In an effort to curtail drug crime in Tennessee, on April 18, 2011, the Tennessee state Senate unanimously approved a bill prohibiting the possession or sale of methcathinone, presently sold legally as “balt salts” or sometimes “Molly Plant Food.”

Law enforcement says abuse of this psychoactive stimulant, which is considered addictive, is on the rise.

Man in shades offering bath salts for sale

Hey lady, don't run away. I got just the bath salts you need.

In passing the bill, the state Senate joined the state House of Representatives, which had already unanimously passed HB457.

But the new law, which awaits the governor’s signature, only makes it a misdemeanor to posses or sell this addictive stimulant.

Why wasn’t it made a felony? Reason: the projected costs of incarcerating those convicted caused the switch from originally being a felony to being only a misdemeanor with no mandated jail time.

One can only hope the state legislature will be so considerate of the incarceration costs should they wind up with the power to regulate a woman’s right to choose. See “Oh, how they torture the language so,” previously in this blog.

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Mark Twain quote on writing

Mark Twain photo

photo of Mark Twain

“The time to begin writing an article is when you have finished it to your satisfaction. By that time you begin to clearly and logically perceive what it is you really want to say.” —Mark Twain

And somehow, if you don’t know who Mark Twain is, here’s where you can get a clue: Mark Twain.

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Sign of times: Quality Used Furniture

While the photo is not the clearest it could be, in its own way it may match the hand-painted sign that reads “Quality Used Furniture,” and underneath it are sections of firewood. Could the sign be referring to the birds that once nested in the tree’s branches? To the squirrels, rodents though they may be, that once frolicked about from sturdy limb to sturdy limb as they ventured forth from their squirrel nest? Or is this type of furniture what is meant by rustic or roughing it? Possibly this is a Platonic set of furniture. Furniture glimpsed obliquely and incompletely in its state of perfection.

What do you think it is? Make up your own caption and send it my way. I may list the most interesting ones.

Quality Used Furniture

The sign read: Quality Used Furniture

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I am what I am, and that’s all that I am

# I live in my own little world but it’s OK, everyone knows me here.

# I don’t do drugs ’cause I find I get the same effect just by standing up really fast.

# Money can’t buy happiness but it sure makes misery easier to live with.

# If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the “terminal”?

# I don’t approve of political jokes. I’ve seen too many of them get elected.

# The most precious thing we have is life, yet it has absolutely no trade-in value.

# I am a nobody; nobody is perfect, and therefore I am perfect.

# No one ever says, “It’s only a game!” when their team is winning.

# How long a minute is depends on what side of the bathroom door you’re on.

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The Blathering Idiot and Discovery

The blathering idiot went to work for an advanced scientific and technology firm. One day, when he passes the door of a leading scientist of the firm, he found a note tacked to the door.

Upon further examination, he saw it was not a note, but a memo, on official company letterhead, from the legal firm that this company used when discussing patent and invention issue.

In short, the memo said: All discoveries must be registered with this firm before they are discovered. All inventions must be registered with this firm before they are invented. No patents will be issued unless the proper form has been filled out in triplicate and registered with this firm. We must be notified at least six months in advance of any discoveries, inventions, ideas, or potentially patentable issues. Those who fail to follow this memo will be properly punished.

The Blathering Idiot and Discovery

After all, he needed the work.

The blathering idiot then had an idea. He wondered if his idea was a patentable issue he had to register with the firm. But since he already had the idea, it was too late to file it without being violation of the memo. Therefore, he decided from that day forward that he would see no ideas, hear no ideas, and speak no ideas. After all, he needed the work.

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Definition: Saint

Saint, n. A dead sinner revised and edited. —Ambrose Bierce

To learn a little more about this American writer, humorist, and satirist, try The Ambrose Bierce Appreciation Society

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The Blathering Idiot and the Bowl Museum

The blathering idiot was helping Xenia get her breakfast. Xenia was his on again, off again, on again girlfriend’s six-year-old daughter. Why Xenia’s name didn’t begin with a “Z,” like her mother’s – Zelda – the blathering idiot didn’t understand, but he didn’t and it was a school day, so it was a question for another time.

While helping her with breakfast, the blathering idiot thought he would impress Xenia. He found a one-serving box of her favorite cereal, and the box had perforations on one side of the outside that formed an “I.” When he opened the box using the perforations, it instantly turned the box into a bowl.

Dinosaur on the way to the Bowl Museum

Dinosaur on the way to the Bowl Museum

As he poured milk into the disposable bowl, the blathering idiot talked about how when he was a kid, his parents always had these when the family went on long trips, including one to see dinosaurs in a museum.

Xenia looked at the box with the flaps folded back and the cereal floating in milk. Then she looked up at the blathering idiot. “So, this was what you used before they invented bowls?”

The blathering idiot was dumbfounded.

Xenia had a piece of toast for breakfast.

Later that morning, when the blathering idiot was walking Xenia to school, he told her stories about his walking to school, and he often had to do it all by himself and how it was a long walk full of wild animals and dark places and not nearly as easy as it is today.

Xenia nodded, and as they stood outside the front door of the school, she looked up at the blathering idiot and asked, “Did you see many dinosaurs back then?”

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