Thursday, September 17, 2009
the Word for Thursday
ANFRACTUOSITY
A channel, crevice or passage full of windings and turnings.
Not quite describing a maze, though some mazes certainly take on an anfractuous appearance, one that is sinuous or winding. The noun is rare enough that it is hard to find examples, the adjective almost equally so.
One sense is of a broken or jumbled landscape. T S Eliot used this in his poem Sweeny Erect: “Paint me the bold anfractuous rocks / Faced by the snarled and yelping seas”. Another comes from the nineteenth-century interest in phrenology, reading character by the shape of the head, supposedly reflecting that of the brain beneath; the anfractuosities in this case were the convolutions of the surface of the brain.
A rare modern sighting is in A Dictionary of Modern Legal Usage. Here it refers to a certain kind of opaque and circuitous legal prose, seemingly designed more to confuse than to clarify. Its authors quote this splendid example of literary legal convolution from New York in 1858:
Unless the code, by abolishing the distinction between actions at law and suits in equity, and the forms of such actions and suits, and of pleadings theretofore existing, intended to initiate, and has initiated new principles of law, by which a class of rights and of wrongs, not before the proper subjects of judicial investigation and remedy, can now be judicially investigated and remedied, the facts stated in the plaintiff’s complaint in this action, do not constitute a cause of action, and the demurrer of the defendant to that complaint is well taken.
The word comes from Latin anfractus, a bending around, from the verb frangere, to break. So it is a close cousin of the much more recent fractal, as well as fracture, fragile, refraction, and, rather less obviously, infringe and osprey (the latter ultimately derives from ossifraga, bone breaker, originally applied to the lammergeier).
example: Please be more specific. Your verbal meanderings are at best anfractuous, you obtuse miniscule australopithecine.. LOL
the Joke for Thursday
Blonde at the Country Club
A father, son and grandson went to the country club for their weekly round of golf. Just as they reached the first tee, a beautiful young blonde woman carrying her bag of clubs approached them.
She explained that the member who brought her to the club for a round of golf had an emergency that called him away and asked the trio whether she could join them.
Naturally, the guys all agreed.
Smiling,the blonde thanked them and said, 'Look, fellows, I work in a topless bar as a dancer, so nothing shocks me anymore. If any of you want to smoke cigars, have a beer, bet, swear, tell off-color stories or do anything that you normally do when playing a round together, go ahead. But, I enjoy playing golf, consider myself pretty good at it, so don't try to coach me on how to play my shots.'
With that the guys agreed to relax and invited her to drive first.
All eyes were fastened on her shapely behind as she bent to place her ball on the tee. She then took her driver and hit the ball 270 yards down the middle, right in front of the green.
The father's mouth was agape. 'That was beautiful,' he said.
The blonde put her driver away and said, 'I really didn't get into it, and I faded it a little.'
After the three guys hit their drives and their second shots, the blonde took out an eight iron and lofted the ball within five feet of the hole. (She was closest to the pin.)
The son said, 'Damn, lady, you played that perfectly.'
The blonde frowned and said, 'It was a little weak, but even an easy seven would have been too much club. I've left a tricky little putt.' She then tapped in the five-footer for a birdie.
Having the honors, she drove first on the second hole, knocked the heck out of the ball, and it landed nearly 300 yards away smack in the middle of the fairway.
For the rest of the round the statuesque blonde continued to amaze the guys, quietly and methodically shooting for par or less on every hole.
When they arrived at the 18th green, the blonde was three under par, and had a very nasty 12-foot putt on an undulating green for a par.
She turned to the three guys and said, 'I really want to thank you all for not acting like a bunch of chauvinists and telling me what club to use or how to play a shot, but I need this putt for a 69 and I'd really like to break 70 on this course.
If any one of you can tell me how to make par on this hole I'll take him back to my apartment, pour some 35-year-old Single Malt Strath Mill Scotch in him, fix him a steak dinner and then show him a very good time the rest of the night.'
The yuppie son jumped at the thought! He strolled across the green, carefully eyeing the line of the putt and finally said, 'Honey, aim about 6 inches to the right of the hole and hit it firm. It will get over that little hump and break right into the cup.'
The father knelt down and sighted the putt using his putter as a plumb. 'Don't listen to the kid, darlin', you want to hit it softly 10 inches to the right and let it run left down that little hogback, so it falls into the cup.'
The old gray-haired grandfather walked over to the blonde's ball, picked it up and handed it to her and said, 'That's a gimme, sweetheart.'
The blonde smiled and said, 'Your car or mine?'
OLD AGE AND TREACHERY WILL OVERCOME YOUTH AND SKILL EVERY TIME!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
the Joke for Wednesday
Jane was a first time contestant on the $65‚000 quiz show‚ where you have to answer questions to win the cash prize. Lady luck had smiled in her favor‚ as Jane had gained a substantial lead over her opponents. She even managed to win the game‚ but unfortunately‚ time had run out before the show's host could ask her the big question. Needless to say‚ Jane agreed to return the following day. Jane was nervous and fidgety as her husband drove them home. "I've just gotta win tomorrow. I wish I knew what the answers are. You know I'm not going to sleep at all tonight. I will probably look like garbage tomorrow!" "Relax‚ honey‚" her husband‚ Roger‚ reassured her. "It will all be OK." Ten minutes after they arrived home‚ Roger grabbed the car keys and started heading out the door. "Where are you going?" Jane asked. "I have a little errand to run. I should be back soon" he replied. Jane waited impatiently for Roger's return. After an agonizing 3 hour absence‚ Roger returned‚ sporting a very wide and wicked grin. "Honey‚ I managed to get tomorrow's question and answer!" "What is it?" she cried excitedly. "OK. The question is: 'What are the three main parts of the male anatomy?' And the answer is 'The head‚ the heart‚ and the penis.'" Shortly after that‚ the couple went to sleep‚ with Jane‚ now feeling confident and at ease‚ plummeting into a deep and restful slumber. At 3:30 in the morning‚ however‚ Jane was shaken awake by Roger‚ who was asking her the quiz show question. "The head‚ the heart‚ and the penis‚" Jane replied groggily before returning to sleep. And Roger asked her again in the morning‚ this time as Jane was brushing her teeth. Once again‚ Jane replied correctly. So it was that Jane was once again on the set of the quiz show. Even though she knew the question and answer‚ she could feel the butterflies conquering her stomach and nervousness running through her veins. The cameras began running and the host‚ after reminding the audience of the previous days events‚ faced Jane and asked the big question. "Jane‚ for 65‚000‚ what are the main parts of the male anatomy? You have 10 seconds." "Hmm‚ uhm‚ the head?" she said nervously. "Very good. Six seconds." "Eh‚ uh‚ the heart?" "Very good! Four seconds." "I‚ uhh‚ ooooooohh‚ darn! My husband drilled it into me last night and I had it on the tip of my tongue this morning..." "That's close enough‚" said the game show host‚ "CONGRATULATIONS!!"
the Word for Wednesday
SHENANIGAN
Trickery, underhand action, intrigue, skulduggery.
You’ll most commonly encounter this word in the plural. It seems to have originated in California at about the time of the Gold Rush, though it was first recorded in print only in 1855. In the years since, it has been spelt in about a dozen different ways, though recent dictionaries have settled on the version above. Where it comes from is still a matter of substantial dispute; the first five dictionaries I consulted gave four different origins (Oxford Dictionaries — as so often — opting for the ultra-cautious “origin unknown”). The word looks Irish, and there was no shortage of Irishmen in the California diggings, so it’s plausible to suggest the Irish word sionnachuighm as the source, meaning ‘I play tricks’, which is pronounced roughly as ‘shinnuckeem’. Others argue it comes from an East Anglian dialect word nannicking for playing the fool. Yet others guess at a link with the Spanish word chanada for a trick or deceit, which is another half-way plausible source, considering California’s history. Yet another theory was put forward in 1948 in American Speech for an origin in German schinnagel for a nail that holds the rim to the wheel, which produced the German slang terms schinageln, to work, and Schenigelei, a trick. As the man behind the market stall said, you pays your money and you takes your choice ...
Trickery, underhand action, intrigue, skulduggery.
You’ll most commonly encounter this word in the plural. It seems to have originated in California at about the time of the Gold Rush, though it was first recorded in print only in 1855. In the years since, it has been spelt in about a dozen different ways, though recent dictionaries have settled on the version above. Where it comes from is still a matter of substantial dispute; the first five dictionaries I consulted gave four different origins (Oxford Dictionaries — as so often — opting for the ultra-cautious “origin unknown”). The word looks Irish, and there was no shortage of Irishmen in the California diggings, so it’s plausible to suggest the Irish word sionnachuighm as the source, meaning ‘I play tricks’, which is pronounced roughly as ‘shinnuckeem’. Others argue it comes from an East Anglian dialect word nannicking for playing the fool. Yet others guess at a link with the Spanish word chanada for a trick or deceit, which is another half-way plausible source, considering California’s history. Yet another theory was put forward in 1948 in American Speech for an origin in German schinnagel for a nail that holds the rim to the wheel, which produced the German slang terms schinageln, to work, and Schenigelei, a trick. As the man behind the market stall said, you pays your money and you takes your choice ...
Camera abandoned on mountain top is returned full of photos
A student left a camera on a picturesque mountaintop in Snowdonia, Wales in an experiment into human trust.
Paul Bellis Jones, 24, left a note with the camera near the summit of Mount Tryfan, instructing walkers to take a picture then leave it for the next person.
He was keen to know if the camera would be returned to his home in Glan Conwy, near Llandudno, as per his instructions, of if it would be stolen instead.

Snap happy: Paul Bellis Jones was left with over 30 pictures of fellow walkers when he abandoned a camera near the summit of Mount Tryfan
Thankfully for Mr Jones, over 30 ramblers took photographs of themselves at the beauty spot, which overlooks two large rocks near the summit.
When the film ran out four days later, the camera was personally returned to his house by a National Park warden.
The student, who left the camera and accompanying note in a sealed bag, launched the experiment in mid-May.
He said: 'I was speaking to a friend who said you can't trust anyone, anywhere these days.
'I didn't want to believe that so I set up this experiment to found out what might happen and proved you can trust people.'

High hopes: The camera was left on the Snowdonia peak as an experiment

Strike a pose: The camera was left with a note instructing walkers to take a picture then leave it for the next person
'I planned it that way. Tryfan is very popular and gets a lot of visitors, but not as many as Snowdon.
'The camera was one of the use-once type and was left in clear view near Adam and Eve, the two large rocks, right at the summit.
'I took the first photo of my friends and then left it. There was another group just behind us coming up to the summit and I saw they had found the camera and knew it was being used. But I didn't know then if I would see it again.'

In the frame: The camera was returned to Mr Jones personally by a National Park warden when the film ran out

Rock on: The camera was left in clear view near two large rocks near the summit
The camera was returned to Mr Jones by Ogwen Valley warden Brian Jones.
He said: 'We find a lot of equipment on the hills during the year and we do our best to reunite it with their owners.
'I found the camera and thought it had been lost until I saw the note.
'I was passing his home and just dropped it off. I'm glad the photos came out fine.'

Say cheese: Mr Jones set up the experiment to prove people could be trusted

National trust: Over 30 ramblers took photographs at the beauty spot
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
the Word for Tuesday
actually two words that are very similar and vitually interchangeable
scatology/coprology- the study of faeces.
Scatological studies allow one to determine a wide range of biological information about a creature, including its diet, healthiness, and diseases.
other forms might include:
coprophagiac- one who dines on faeces
scatological- pertaining to the study of faeces
scat-slang for faeces
coprology-obscenity, esp. words or humor referring to excrement
the Joke for tuesday
There was a guy riding through the desert on his camel. He had been travelling so long that he felt the need to have sex. Obviously there were no women in the desert so the man turned to his camel. He tried to position himself to have sex with his camel but the camel ran away. The man ran to catch up to the camel and got back on and started to ride again. Soon he was feeling the urge to have sex again so once again he turned to his camel. The camel refused by running away. So he caught up to it again and got on it again. Finally after riding the camel through the entire desert the man came to a road. There was a broken down car with three big chested beautiful blondes sitting in it. He went up to them and asked the women if they needed any help.
The hottest girl said,"If you fix our car we will do anything you want." The man luckily knew a thing or two about cars and fixed it in a flash. When he finished the three girls asked, "How could we ever repay you Mr." After thinking for a short while he replied, "Could you hold my camel?"
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