Orinoco Womble (tidy bag and all)’s Comments (group member since Sep 20, 2013)

Orinoco Womble (tidy bag and all)’s comments from the Net Work Book Club group.

There's nothing wrong with the word "americana", I guess, when used to describe objects that are of historical interest to Americans etc: warming pans, Revere silver, etc. But what I hate is the way antique dealers and others have co-opted the suffix to make non-words such as "railwayana" to mean antiques to do with the railways (posters, lanterns, metal plaques etc.) Why not just say "railway antiques" or something?

I remember how eerie it was for me to watch Diagnosis Murder with Dick Van Dyke and his son; it was the same face at two different ages, and even their voices were identical.

Also once my father was in hospital being visited by my oldest brother and his son. Now that was freaky. Same face, three different ages: seventies, fifties and twenties.

There was a girl at my school they called Thunder Thighs. She wore white knee high boots and hot pants. It was said she was a virgin from the knees down.

Yeah, he thought a Brain Trust was some kind of bank where he could make withdrawals whenever he needed an upgrade...

I'm only happy when it rains--I'm a real drip.

Groovy wrote: "How many monsters are good at math?

None, unless you Count Dracula."

Oh.

Duh, me. Dumm-ee. I just realised why Sesame Street introduced the obnoxious Count in the mid-seventies. I hated his bits and that awful "a-ha-ha." Also because my six year old nephew just luurrrved his bits, and did them all the time, and used the awful "ah-ha-ha" whether something was funny or not. Usually not.

Seen in an online discussion of the phrase: raining cats and dogs.
"I once tried to explain the expression to a native French speaker who had never heard it before. We established that the French equivalent was “Il pleut à boire debout” (It’s raining (so hard that) you could drink standing up.")"

"I love the concept." Could you be more pretentious?

Curiously enough, "buggah" is not terribly rude in the US, since it is used for snot in your nose. In the UK, however, it is seriously bad language. Which is how I know that Flavia de Luce would not have used the word constantly in 1950s England, a detail her author forgot. For Groovy: as a verb, it refers to buttseks.

As for the stars, think fork, and then think again as a verb.

Dear oh Dear, Patti, your language is nearly as bad as mine. Like Jane Marple, I have a mind like a sink. Unlike our Jane, my mouth is like an open sewer when roused.

Been offline for two days--apparently the techs of a rival company just ripped our cable out of the building's junction box (which is on the outside, of cuss) and left it hanging. Young man actually came on Sunday morning to put it right! The first Sunday in August, which means a lot here. Three cheers for Orange.

Reading Jan Eliot's comic strip, "Stone Soup," the family is watching Dumbo and the older son mentions how intense it is for kids. His mother says, "They always off the mom." True. Cinderella, Snow White, Dumbo, Bambi... the mother wonders, is this some kind of statement? LOL

I keep reading this online: "Anger is a secondary emotion." People just drop that into online conversations as if it were an argument-ender.

What does that even mean?

Tee hee!

I drink tereré in this heat, which is yerba maté made with cold water. It lowers your bloodpressure slightly which makes you feel cooler, too. Actually when I can I use cold fruit drinks--not the kind with pulp, the watered-down kind, because fruit pulp plugs up the "bombilla" which is the metal sipper straw you use to drink it. Or homemade lemonade.

Tereré made with mint and stevia is also very nice. I try to stick to stevia because otherwise you can empty the sugarbowl!

Groovy wrote: "It was an over-the-counter drug called 'Bronchaid'--beware!

If you ever listen to the side effects of any medication on TV, they sound worse than the disease!!"

I looked it up. It contains Ephedrine, which is a drug that either they don't prescribe here anymore, or are very very careful about, for the very reason that the side effects can be horrendous.

Just realised that reading slumps in my case are directly related to ambient temperature. Hardly surprising. Today we're having temps of 114ºF and up and nothing pleases me. Ah well. We usually hit these temps in July already, so I can't complain. Can't concentrate on a book, either.

Roll on, sweet gentle October, roll on.

mrbooks wrote:
What kind of chocolate do Koalas eat? Koality street."
That's very good!!

Oh gosh what did I start!! Now I've got Harry Belafonte in my head, singing "Zombie Jamboree."

"Back to back, belly to belly, don't give a darn, they done dead already..."

Goodness, honey--what did they give you? So I don't ever take any!
It always drives me nuts that one of the side effects of so many so-called "antidepressants" is--suicidal thoughts. Crap, isn't that what antidepressants are meant to avoid??

I picked it up off the subtitles to the Korean soap we are now both hooked on, "Sunny Again Tomorrow." No idea what the original Korean said.
It's my husband's first soap, but they lighten it with a good deal of humour. I enjoy contrasting how the Korean writers deal with situations, versus how the LA telenovela writers would do it.