Our nomenclature subsidiary has unveiled a First World Baby Naming Service! Countervailing waves of technology and tribalism gum stuff up, and everyone has headaches a lot bigger than what to name it or them.* Call us at Bay-Buh-Nay for your Free Consultation with a well-named human being. That is, after a really fun romp through our intuitive alphanumeric system. Prices fluctuate. Donald is, frankly, cheap right now. And sadly, due to a run on the name, we are out of stock on "Allen."
However,
special offers abound on names like Pat, Miles, Dot, Mini, Seemore, Candy, and Fill. Not that many names are "like" them. It’s just a turn of phrase. Call in often for the latest names no longer available! Plus, again, at the risk of appearing desperate, Very Special Prices on "Donald!" We’re overstocked! Hurry, sale ends November 3, 2020. * Check out Discounts For Twins or Worse!
Fictionary Friday: Words you Need. Whether you know it or not.
Precrastination (pree crass tin ay shun) Noun: pathologically early for everything.
In a sentence: Ironically, Tom Waits suffers from precrastination.
Fizzdom Friday: from our collection of favorite quotes.
"Reality is something you rise above." – Liza Minelli
Wikipedia Friday Favorite: In honor of the intersection of curiosity and logarithmically expanding human knowledge, we offer a weekly favorite obscure Wikipedia page.
A thoughtful respondeé deigned to explain that "crepuscule" is a synonym for the gloaming, thus providing a significant chunk of information missing here at the penthouse, and critical to understanding Tom Kelley’s word, crespusculefrenia. Way to go, Team Tom and Anonymous. Readership suggests that further replies on the matter may be forthcoming, depending on the wind and fluids.
Friday Fluff:
A text arrived. We think it reached us through the air and some wires from far away. But who cares. We didn’t recognize the number. So even though it wasn’t intended for us, we had to read it, perhaps more eagerly then we do texts intended for us, but that’s another story:
"They checked in at 3:00.
Grandpa is going to pee all over the toilet and the grandkids are going to touch every window. Nice people."
Well, it made us do what you probably want to do right now: open an Airbnb! In perhaps no other medium is the interplay between the unformed grandkids and the unforming Grandpa whupped up to such a degree as it is by days together in the home of someone nobody will ever meet. And: You know what they say: If you can get out of the house, you can do anything. So go on now,
get out of the house, and send a Reader Reply Of The Week. You deserve it.
All the best, see ya soon, write if you (do) or (do not) get out of the house. Tomorrow. Or the next day . . .
