2 cameras (never used)
3 cell phones
1 PC desktop
1 DVD player
Gadgets win by a landslide. Hardly seems fair. Do we really need that many? I don’t think so, but I know I wouldn’t want to be without my PC, my cellphone, and my Paperwhite. I use all three daily.
We really should reduce our electronic footprint. Looking at this list, I think we could easily cut it down to 6. No, wait a minute, make that 8. Whoops, I forgot the GPS and my Paperwhite—oh, and the printer, which isn’t in the list but probably should be. Still, we could easily cut it down to 10 or possibly 12—I think.
Are you buried in electronic gadgets too? Could you … would you be able to cut down?
A friend recently wrote that the day was “dank.” The kind of day she liked, good for thinking. But what is the definition of dank?
Adjective, | dæŋk
Definition of DANK
:unpleasantly cool and humid
a dank cellar
dank rain forests
an expression frequently used by stoners and hippies for something of high quality.
That borritos was dank, man.
or… That borritos was the dankness
As with so many words, usage changes meaning.
- “Gay” used to mean happy. I have a cousin named Gay. Imagine how calling out to her now would sound to others.
- “Fag” was a cigarette.
- “Friend” and “pirate” were nouns.
- “Tweet” was a sound birds made.
- “Cloud” was condensed vapor up in the sky.
- “I hear ya” used to mean I heard you, now it’s an expression of empathy
And new words constantly add themselves to our language: twerk, memes … and eventually many of them are listed in official dictionaries.
Perhaps, though, it is hyperbole that is the most disconcerting. We so often hear, especially from sports announcers it seems, “He gave 110% in that game.” No, he didn’t. What you saw was his 100%. To give more would not be humanly possible.
Our language will continue to grow and transform. Meanwhile communicating without insulting someone or saying something ridiculous can be like crossing a minefield. So tread carefully.
This blogger has be accused of slacking off — posting pictures instead of writing or, horror of horrors, talking about the weather.
Today, this blogger has a post of more (she hopes) substance.
Authors agonize over titles. Picking the right one can be difficult.
Here are a few titles. What images do these conjure up? Would you be tempted to buy any based on the title alone? If so, which ones and why?
Forevermore – Tenderloin – The Baby Trap – The Brown House – Revision 7: DNA – Oenone – Waking Up Dead – Where’d You Go, Bernadette? – Domingo’s Angel – The Palaver Tree – The Son – Legasea – Night Must Wait
Looking forward to reading your thoughts.
Now scroll down to see what each book is about.
Forevermore – supernatural creature
Tenderloin – murder mystery
The Baby Trap – infertility issues
The Brown House – haunted house
Revision 7: DNA – sci-fi medical mystery
Oenone – fantasy
The Son – American western epic
Waking Up Dead – woman wakes up aware she is dead but with a murderer to catch
Legasea – fantasy
Domingo’s Angel – story of a small village in Spain during the Franco era
The Palaver Tree – a young British woman caught up in violence in Africa
Night Must Wait – four young girls in Nigeria during the Biafran war
Did any of these surprise you? Now that you know more which would you want to read?
These were found under the overpasses on the Galloping Goose Trail – for more about this hiking / walking / biking trail see Here
Under the overpass – one
Under the overpass – two
Received this review today and, yes, it made my day.
Reviewed by Sherri Fulmer Moorer for Readers’ Favorite
Brittany Wright’s life isn’t going as she hoped. She can’t afford to go to college, despite graduating as valedictorian of her class, and is stuck in a small town, working as a cleaner at Happy Hearts Nursing Home. The job goes wrong from day one when she stumbles upon Flo, the home’s most eccentric patient who terrifies Brittany, but also holds a strange allure. An unlikely friendship develops between Brittany and Flo, despite the shadow of Alzheimer’s – a friendship that is discouraged by the home’s head nurse, who forbids Brittany from seeing Flo and forces her to sneak into the home after hours. The nurse’s reaction strikes Brittany as curious, until she sneaks in one day to find that Flo is being treated unethically. Soon, Brittany finds herself and two of her remaining high school friends embroiled in a mystery surrounding Happy Hearts that’s putting Flo and the other patients in grave danger from the very people who are supposed to protect them. When the Sun Was Mine by Darlene Jones is an intriguing mystery with twists, turns, and revelations that will keep readers guessing.
I truly enjoyed this story, and think it could appeal to both young adult and adult audiences. When the Sun Was Mine is more than a mystery; it captures the essence of multi-generational friendship. This book reminded me of the senior citizens that I became friends with when I volunteered in a nursing home right out of college. It also touches on the issues that affect both the young and old, from the expense of a college education and life planning to elder care and end of life issues. The mystery bridges the gap between two divergent generations to show us that friendships can truly transcend anything. Darlene Jones does a wonderful job of not only weaving a compelling mystery, but showing readers the beauty of friendship as well.
Back in February, I moaned and complained about the snow when we should have been enjoying the cherry blossoms.
Well, the cherry blossoms still aren’t here and I’m not the only one impatiently waiting for spring to chase away the dark and dreary days.
“Care to go for a swim?”
“No thanks. The water’s much too cold.”
Thanks to David Kanigan who first posted this.
Walking Cross-Town. With Labels.
Take the quiz: http://lovehasnolabels.com/