Eight Days to Amish

No Paychecks . . . No Prospects . . . Always How one writer struggles to elevate from the hammock, overcome his God-given laziness and earn a living in a cruel world that insists he work. (The title of this blog is in no way aspirational or should be considered an endorsement of the Amish lifestyle)

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Wednesday, January 20, 2021

Happy 50th Birthday to these words!

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  I was 50 years old before I learned I was born the same year as the word “dipshit.” It was like the world in 1963 took one long look at me...
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Wednesday, July 31, 2019

Words & how the dildo got stuck in my head

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(740 words) I’m uncertain how I got the dildo stuck in my head, but I can assure you it didn’t enter through one of my ears. Heck, I...
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Friday, August 14, 2015

My new favorite word: Abbey-lubber

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(654 words) My $295 on-line subscription to the Oxford English Dictionary is maybe my favorite indulgence. I revel in word origins, ...
Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Happy 50th birthday to these words (including two whopper profanities)

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(2,081 words) One of these days I’m going to revive my word history book proposal. The book is, “ ZEITGUST! How Words Become Words ...
Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Of mallbergs, fenderdung & made-up winter words

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(749 words) I gently corrected my 13-year-old when she mistook some common fenderdung for a mallberg. We were coming from a Sunda...
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