Today, my Mom burried a brother, my Grandparents a son, my Aunt Robbie a wonderful husband and my cousins a dedicated Father. My thoughts are with all of them.
posted by Brian at 6:59 PM
Koo told me that this weekend she got drunk and fell into a bush. So, now I'm just trying to get her to tell me whose it was.
posted by Brian at 2:32 PM
Monday's Word-of-the-Day is one of my very favorite words.
The Word of the Day for Sep 29 is:
prosaic \proh-ZAY-ik\ adjective
1 : characteristic of prose as distinguished from poetry : factual
2 : dull, unimaginative
*3 : everyday, ordinary
Example sentence:
Sometimes Mary tired of her prosaic life and wished she could travel the world.
Did you know?
In the 1600s, any text that was not poetic was prosaic. Back then, "prosaic" carried no negative connotations; it simply indicated that a written work was made up of prose. That sense clearly owes much to the meaning of the word's Latin ancestor "prosa," which meant "prose." By the 1700s, though, poetry had come to be viewed as the more beautiful, imaginative, and emotional type of writing, and prose was relegated to the status of mundane and plain-Jane. As a result, English speakers started using "prosaic" to refer to anything considered matter-of-fact or ordinary, and they gradually transformed it into a synonym for "colorless," "drab," "lifeless," and "lackluster."
*Indicates the sense illustrated in the example sentence.
posted by Brian at 10:24 PM
