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Jan 02, 2005 10:21

I had made one New Year's resolution: to update my journal at least once each day. However, yesterday came and went, and today has squirmed and struggled its way towards freedom, so I believe that resolution can be consigned to the recycling bin. I have considered treating the resolution to be as binding as Ramadan-fasting -- i.e., not in effect ( Read more... )

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masqthephlsphr January 3 2005, 04:59:02 UTC
Why is it that upon one failure people abandon their new year's resolutions? Elsewhere, I have compared accomplishing various endeavors to surfing. Even the best surfers occassionally get knocked over into the waves rather than finishing the ride. Everyone screws up, the people who are considered successes are the ones who get back on and keep trying.

Anyway, I'm in that sort of mood tonight, fluffing myself up for the coming year and the things I want to accomplish. Trying to keep myself from getting discouraged and giving up, which is my habit.

Where I grew up, it was always "coke" no matter what it was. Orange coke, 7-up coke, pepsi coke, coke coke, "you want to go get a coke?" meant, let's go get a (sodapop).

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dherblay January 3 2005, 05:06:16 UTC
I had resolved to update daily during 2005. However, I missed yesterday, so I can no longer update on every day of 2005. Therefore, the resolution is null and void!

And boy am I glad that I don't have that hanging over my head.

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masqthephlsphr January 3 2005, 05:12:18 UTC
That resolution was bound to fail and you KNEW that. Which means it was null and void before it started, which was your sooper sekrit plan all along.

Tsk.

We'll wait for your updates. We'll wonder, "what's up with d'H and his crossword puzzles and his political observations?". We'll glean between the lines of your girlfriend and mother's LJs. Because we're patient and we like you.

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dherblay January 3 2005, 05:14:22 UTC
In fact, there may be some question as to whether or not I even made the "resolution" until the second . . .

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angels_nibblet January 3 2005, 06:14:38 UTC
This made me immediately think, "My father can drive too, but you don't see me crowing about it."

It's probably a sign of my nationality that I read it the same way as you did.

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dherblay January 3 2005, 06:54:11 UTC
And, to boot, I would never, never, never call my father "Pop." It sounds like what you call the owner of the diner in the 1950s hoodlum movie. But I do associate it with what people I don't know might call their fathers more readily than with what people I don't know might call their soft drinks.

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angels_nibblet January 3 2005, 07:01:50 UTC
Well, I've heard people refer to their grandfather as "Pop" or "Poppa" so that's what immediately came to my mind. Close enough though.

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midnightsjane January 3 2005, 06:26:20 UTC
POP CAN DRIVE & BAKE SALE I laughed and laughed at this. I just had this vision of my grandpa, who everyone called "Pop", driving in his old car while rolling out cookie dough. Heh.
Also, I thought calling soft drinks pop was a Canadian thing. I've always used pop as the generic soft drink title. Maybe it's a cross border thing.
Thanks for making me giggle!

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dherblay January 3 2005, 07:00:35 UTC
I just wish that sale had been more ambiguous, so that I could misinterpret bake as a verb too. Noun/verb ambiguity is the key, after all, to a good cryptic crossword clue. Though here we have one interpretation with two words read as verbs (drive being some sort of auxiliary, I think) and one, the correct one, with none.

You are welcome! The pleasure is all mine!

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rebekahroxanna January 3 2005, 13:25:15 UTC
What intrigued me was there was no bake sale! They were selling jars of homemade cookie mix. It's a big thing here. Someone layers all the ingredients for the cookies in a clear jar and puts a cute piece of cloth and ribbon over the lid and sells it. I did actually glance over that way (having at that time a tremendous doughnut craving because of a conversation I had earlier in the day with a parishioner which both angered and disappointed me and led me to believe the systemic issues here may be beyond my ability to help) to see if there was anything interesting in the bake sale.

As d'H and I discussed after buying the Times, the region I grew up in is supposed to say Coke (or more properly CokeaCola) for any soft drink, but the reality is that it is used only for Coke because that is the only real soft drink except for Dr. Pepper, RC Cola (eaten only with moon pies) and Cheerwine, the special drink.

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cactuswatcher January 3 2005, 15:15:02 UTC
I'm from the big blob of 'soda' drinkers in eastern Missouri.

Dr. Pepper was interesting when I was a kid, because so many people we knew had never heard of it. St. Louis had it, and places to the south east. But, that's about it. It only started spreading after 1960. Of all the soft drinks that were cheapened, made blander and sweeter and charged with less carbonation over thw years, I have to say Dr. Pepper is the one the process improved!

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anomster January 4 2005, 02:14:42 UTC
"Of all the soft drinks that were cheapened, made blander and sweeter and charged with less carbonation over thw years, I have to say Dr. Pepper is the one the process improved!"

Really? Gee, maybe I should try it again!

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ponygirl2000 January 3 2005, 16:32:29 UTC
and Pepsi is just not imbibed in polite society.

Amen, brother, amen!

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