Not only is this the Tuesday you get to see the sneak peak of my story (The Gears Turn Below), but it’s also the Tuesday where the anthology we’re talking about goes on sale!
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The third story preview for Redneck Eldritch is up! This time it’s the fine story Recording Devices, by D.J. Butler.
I am the proud owner of several (mainly) loyal pets. For the most part, they perform their roles as expected (lying around or enthusiastically sniffing things, respectively). But every now and again, one or both will give me this look, as if I’ve just done something very peculiar and possibly transgressive. The last time this happened, I asked the hound “Do I look like a weirdo?” Nothing odd about that, but the disconcerting thing is that having uttered that, the whole of the “Captain Vegetable” song from the golden age of Sesame Street sprang into my head (except for a small gap after Eddie says that spaghetti is a “lovely thing that looks like string”).
I’m trying to come up with something else I recall so clearly from my childhood (or more likely, college years), and coming up empty.
We don’t normally discuss sports around this blog, but the Baseball Hall of Fame is just down the road from me in Cooperstown. And with Halloween approaching, I thought I should link to this wonderful article about that famous institution.
As a writer, I catalog all my experiences, naturally, and try to make sense of them for later use. But recently, I discovered something bizarre and inexplicable. Everything happens for a reason, of course, and the universe has an order to it.
So why does Hanes underwear come in a resealable bag?
I used to be quite the cyclist back in the day, racing almost every weekend in the summer. Not so much these days, but I did ride a race not long ago for old time’s sake. It happens to be a race well known for treating riders well, by feeding them muffins and such after the race, as well as the traditional water and bananas. They also hand out a goody bag to all the riders, with little gifts that vary from year to year. This year, the bag contained this:
That’s right – a pint glass, a beer cozy, and a “Michelob Ultra” water bottle. Message received, race organizers. I will commence unwinding from the race.
Longtime readers of my blogs will know that I have a soft spot for the language of MacGyver. This supercut of people in movies enhancing images is generally awesome, but as always, the awesomest parts are those with good old MacGyver.
Of course, no video of enhancement would be complete without Adventure Time:
As we all know, International Talk Like a Pirate Day is upon us. It’s an important day, well worth celebrating, but please people, don’t say “argh” and think you are properly entering the spirit of things. The proper pirate exclamation is “arrrrr” (with as many “r”s as you like – go nuts!), or, if you prefer, “yarr”. But not, “argh”.
“But you don’t understand!” I hear you shouting, “When I say ‘argh’ the ‘g’ is silent! Also sort of the ‘h’, though really, who can tell? I mean, sometimes I sort of let fly with a breathy ‘hu’ sound at the end when I’m going for a sexy pirate sound, but really, the ‘gh’ is basically a unit. And like I said, I don’t pronounce it.”
Well, look. For one thing I see poor misguided souls lurching around in eye patches with stuffed parrots on their shoulder saying “argh” with the trailing ‘g’ all the time. Think of those folks making fools of themselves and try to set an example, would you? For another thing, “argh” already clearly fills the role of a general exclamation of distress, while the piratical “arr” is more of a generalized interjection. I am by nature a descriptivist, but clearly we need both words, and it is in the best interests of the language to properly differentiate them. English is confusing enough as it is.