A Little Night Blog

Why do things happen “overnight”? You always hear things like, “it was like that new shopping mall went up overnight” or “your nephew shot up 6 inches overnight”. WOW! How come things like that never happen in the daytime? Imagine little Johnny sitting at his desk in school and all of a sudden…oh, wait, never mind….I think most boys do grow  during the day, and it’s usually at that point that the teacher calls panicky Johnny to come up to the blackboard…but that’s getting away from my point.  It’s a right of passage, boys. You’ll look back at that one day and laugh.

Back to  my point– and how come things don’t happen “overday”? Kids apparently don’t grow (seriously now) in the daytime and shopping malls (and Heaven knows roads) don’t get built then either—come on, you’ve driven past construction sites amply marked with flourescent orange “men working” warning signs. Okay, that’s not fair, maybe they work where you are, but around here, I could pass a group of workers at 8:17 AM and they’d be on a lunch break. And the moon, it only comes out at night. It doesn’t ,or rather, the sun doesn’t come out at day. And really the sun doesn’t come out, unless it’s been cloudy, but then of course it’s assumed it’s in the daytime. Things can happen during the day AND during the night, but nothing really ever happens overday. Nothing ever goes bump in the day, either, unless it’s me, bumping into the wall, usually with full cup of hot coffee but that doesn’t normally happen until after I’ve washed the floors. So, give up walking around with coffee or washing the floors? You decide.

Happy birthday Danny DeVito. You, too, Flavius Claudius Julianus.

Speaking of going bump (and clang, and clatter and grunt and groan) in the night, Lou’s son and HVAC Man (with his superhero cape on) were here until well past 10 last night working on that heating situation. They got here somewhere between 4 and 5 and they broke and had a couple of slices of pizza with us. We decided to call out instead of having the fish we intended to have so we wouldn’t be eating in front of them and could also offer them something as well. And, drum roll please…..rat a tat a tat…. We STILL have no heat in the addition. The new electrical board he got was faulty and by the grace of fate, hadn’t destroyed the one he was replacing and he put that one back in so at least the rest of the house would have heat. And so it goes.

Oxford Dictionary’s word of the year for 2010 is the Sarah Palin humdinger, refudiate. They say there is evidence of its use way long before her Twitter postings while she was running as a vice presidential nominee and that’s why they decided to give it such an honorary position. It’s used as a verb loosely meaning ‘to reject’. Well, I think that’s utterly stupiotic, which is my sister’s word from years and years ago. I blogged about it  on the 30th anniversary of its coinage just over a year ago. Here it is.

A Story For Halloween

October 30, 2009

Because I won’t have a blog running tomorrow, I won’t be able to refer to one of the “anniversaries” I had mentioned that I ran across in my old journal while I was writing my Florida Tan story. Tomorrow is the 31st anniversary of my sister’s coining her fabulous word, “STUPIOTIC”. I think it speaks for itself. And I still use it, in quite a few instances.

Just as an FYI, I had marked that day down in an old journal I used to keep. That’s how I know it was the anniversary of when my sister first uttered that little gem. I came across that while I researching my Florida Tan Story, which I  serialized in my blog and you can get to it by clicking “Florida Tan Tuesday” under the categories list over here in the right hand margin.

I should start campaigning for Oxford t0 put STUPIOTIC in the list of considerations for word of the year for 2011. At least, thank the powers that be, they didn’t make “amazing” the word of the year.

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