Internally: (ĭn-tûr'nəl-i) Situated or existing in the interior of something; or pertaining to the inside.
Dyslexic: (dĭs-lěk'sē-ə) A person subject to or having dyslexia, which commonly causes a person to read words with the letters in reverse order: fly--fyl.
Internally Dyslexic: A condition which causes the reversal of common ideas and world views into humorous and interesting commentaries.
I'm Riding An Antelope
(or, Ode to Shel Silverstein)
I'm riding an Antelope into the sky
I wonder I wonder if we'll truly fly.
Or maybe we'll bound from hill to hill
Forgetting our homes and lives until
My Antelope says, 'I'm done for the day.'
And both of us sleep on top of some hay.
Hmm. I think Rocking Bog would make a great new snynonym for 'cool.' It just sounds awesome. Although I think you'd have to say 'rocking bog, man!' for it to gain full effect.
What does it really mean? People will ask you. And because I am feeling kind and generous (and very very tired) I will allow you to make up whatever reason/meaning you like. Just be creative, that is all I ask. :)
If you are confused by that statement above, be not ashamed. A very short time ago I was also as ignorant of it, but I can promise you enlightenment if you read further.
I happened across this phrase I know not where. It might have been in a movie or a tv show I watched. It could have been on a blog or in an article I read. But wherever it was that I heard/read it, the phrase was unexplained and completely inexplicable. Being curious I looked it up and found far more than I bargained for.
This video will explain. (and for those of you who need to know what something is before you watch it, it is a Monty Python sketch. As such it is somewhat naughty. Just so you know.)
As you can see, the trouble arises from a phrasebook that does not give accurate translations. Ha.
But as I was learning all about the mysteries of the Dirty Hungarian Phrasebook, I also was made aware of a real life equivalent: 'English As She Is Spoke,' a Portuguese phrasebook which was published in 1883. Not only does this book actually exist, but its phrases almost surpass the carefully planned idiocy that is the Monty Python sketch.
Here are a few of my favorites.
Help-to a little most the better your terms
Have you forgeted me?
Dress my horse.
Why you no helps me to?
Take the bloom’s perfume.
You hear the bird’s gurgling?
‘For A Conversation With A Hair Dresser’
-Your
razors are them well?
Yes Sir.
-Comb-me
quickly, don’t put me so much pomatum.
What news tell me? All hair
dressers are news-mongers.
Sir, I have
no heard any thing
Who I would be if I was know it!
It is difficult to enjoy well so much several languages
He sin in trouble water
He has a good beak
With a tongue one go to Roma
Take out the live coals with the hand of the cat
Burn the politeness
This wood is full of thief’s
He has spit in my coat
I have mind to vomit
Have you understanded?
Go Here if you would like to read the entire book in all its glory.
And if you didn't laugh a single time while reading that then you must have had your sense of humor surgically removed by angry clowns. I'm so sorry.
So as I leave you now I must ask, 'Have you understanded?' For 'It is difficult to enjoy well so much several languages.'
:)
This wood is full of thief's.
Heehee.
(and congrats to me! This is my 100th blog post! Whee!!!!)
Many fine words have fallen by the wayside--rejected and cast off as unsuitable or horribly old fashioned. Poor unloved words. Someone still loves you.
So as a community service project I want you to adopt one of these misused and unfortunate orphans of language and bring them into your house and home and allow them their full purpose again.
Orphan number one is Hornswoggle.
Hornswoggle: to get the better of someone by cheating or deception.
Common use: That advertisement is trying to hornswoggle us. That used car salesman just hornswoggled you. I've just been hornswoggled by my younger sister who switched out my toothpaste for foot creme.
See? A very versatile and pleasant word that deserves a little of our care and attention.
So please consider donating a little of your time and energy to the Project for Word Rehabilitation. Future generations will thank you for keeping this vital section of our culture alive.
There are few things better than an evening with friends.
I had the great fortune to go to a college where I met so many good people and made so many good friends that I don't know if life can get any better than that. But college ended (as it always does) and the lot of us have scattered across several states and it's rather rare for us to see each other anymore--we who had been so close and practically inseparable.
But what is taken away is occasionally given back--even if it's just for a short while. So I was able to spend this evening with three very good friends from my college days; talking and laughing and playing games and generally behaving as if no time at all had passed since we saw each other last. It didn't matter that our lives had moved on in different directions and with varying successes. We were still friends, and that's all that mattered.
