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[rejectomorph]

More gray than sunny, the day would have been restful but for the hammering next door. They are working on their roof. Despite the stormy appearance of the sky, I doubt they need to rush. This is turning out to be a terribly dry March. In fact, in Sacramento there's been no measurable rain at all, making it (so far) that city's driest March ever. At least in the mountains we've gotten a little bit of actual rain.

However, there is now the possibility that living in the mountains means that I'm at risk of being eaten by a wolverine. It could be out there right now!

But #$!&@* the heck? Arnold Zwicky at Language Log discuses obscenicons, unclaricons, and Get Fuzzy. Plus #$!&@* the heck?

Streamlining! YouTube preserves the ex-future!

Among the pioneers of streamlining was Nash. My dad had one when I was a kid. I can't recall if his was made just before or just after the war, but he bought it used when I was about five or so, retiring the Ford Model A with the hole in the floorboards through which I used to watch the pavement go by. I peed through it a couple of times, too. Don't tell.

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[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

i enjoyed the article about obscenicons. "#$!&@* the heck?" is pretty funny. *g*

you peed through the hole in the floorboards? naughty boy!

(not quite awake yet, here...)

[rejectomorph]

My dad hated to stop driving just because one of us kids needed to take a leak, so having us use the hole in the floorboards was his idea. I wouldn't be at all surprised to find that he and his friends had done the same sort of thing in the 1920s and 1930s, when they were teenagers driving around the sparsely settled Los Angeles area in their first cars.

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

oh, i see. that's a system! (my dad loved road trips and liked making rest stops at stuckeys and gas stations so we could load up on junk food. *g*)