April 19th, 2007

Kero asleep

The Enlightened Makes a Break For It

Roughly 1/2 hr ago (~1:30 a.m.) I was awakened from my slumber by a "Meow". This particular meow was unlike the others we've been hearing from Buddha, by virtue of being quite loud. This struck me as being suspicious, so I came downstairs and found that the pressboard in front of the garage door was out of place by ~4", and the garage was unoccupied.

In other words, Buddha was in da house.

So I woke up laurie_robey and we immediately started doing a room-by-room "check it and close the door behind us" sweep. Fortunately, Buddha was not in either the laundry room (where he could have hidden out forever behind the water heater) or in the Bowflex room (which is currently still a maze of boxes). So the two big "problem rooms" were clean.

Turns out he was in the studio, having shoved himself behind the heaviest of the gaming bookshelves. (Naturally -- if you were going to shove yourself behind a bookshelf, would you choose the lighter one?) So we put some food in the garage, shifted some books off the shelf, and proceeded to shuffle it away from the wall. The moment we got enough space for me to put my head and one arm behind, all I could see was a rapidly-disappearing tail as he was making a break for it.

But once out ... he didn't have anywhere to go except to run around the studio, kitchen, and living room, or cheese it into the garage. With Laurie to the right of him and me to the left and side of him, the garage was his most attractive option and into it he went.

We promptly closed the door, put his dose of antibiotics into the food since he probably won't be hungry in the morning, cooed at him to calm him down a bit, and wished him goodnight.

Honestly. We're such a pair of meanies.

And now, back to bed.

-The Gneech
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Happy Birthday to banditloaf and depoisson!

For your present, here's today's Forgotten English!

Narrowdale noon
To put off doing something until Narrowdale noon is to defer it forever. "Narrowdale" is a local name for the narrowest part of Dovedale, Derbyshire. The few cotters who dwell there never see the sun throughout the winter, and when its beams pierce the deep dale in the spring, it is only for a few minutes.
--Edwin Radford's Encyclopedia of Phrases and Origins, 1945

Feast Day of St. Expeditus,
whose curious name was invoked, not surprisingly, to jump-start matters mired in procrastination. The name may have been created when a saint's remains were crated and shipped from Italy to a Parisian convent, marked only with the instructions "spedito," the equivalent of "special delivery," printed on the casket. The recipients apparently assumed that this message referred to the container's contents. The unnecessarily bloated verb procrastinate developed from its sleeker forerunner, the noun crastinate, which in the early 1700s referred to a delay, according to Elisha Coles' English Dictionary (1713). The short-lived crastine, in turn, was developed from crastin, a sixteenth- and seventeenth-century term meaning "the day after," especially the day after a holiday.

Probably people didn't want to use "crastinate" because it sounds unaccountably rude. As for the rest, I'll comment on that ... later.

-The Gneech
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