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Saturday Smiles – Words, Words, Words

A great Saturday start!

soulgifts - Telling Tales

Isn’t language a wonderful thing? 

Did you know it’s alive ?


new words or a new use for an old word, or the act of making up new words

in mental health used to describe a symptom of brain dysfunction

as is the delightful term word salad used to describe a string of random words

Now, down to business.

Cobs over at Cobweborium Emporium brought my attention to this delightful list from the Washington Post’s annual neologism contest:

  1. Coffee (n), the person upon whom one coughs.
  2. Flabbergasted (adj) appalled over how much weight you have gained.
  3. Abdicate (v) to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.
  4. Esplanade (v) to attempt an explanation while drunk.
  5. Willy-nilly  (adj), impotent.
  6. Negligent (adj), describes a condition in which you absent mindedly answer the door in your nightgown.
  7. Lymph (v), to walk with a lisp.
  8. Gargoyle (n), gross live-flavoured…

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The Judge

Louis Proyect: The Unrepentant Marxist

Like Pavlov’s dogs going into a salivating frenzy at the sound of a bell, nothing has the same effect on Islamophobes, including the Assadist left, except the word sharia. For them, this means ISIS trying people for smoking and then handing out a death sentence.

The documentary “The Judge” that opens today at Cinema Village in NYC will not only provide a different perspective on sharia law but on the social dynamics of Palestinians living in the West Bank. The judge referred to in the title is Kholoud al-Faqih, the first woman to serve on a sharia court in the Middle East. In the West Bank, there are two types of courts. One is a civil court that tries criminal cases such as theft, assaults, etc. The sharia court functions in the same way that family court functions in the USA and other secular societies. We see Khouloud weighing in…

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Let this one go, Mom. What will be will be. (And it’ll be OK.)

Chanced upon something i had read QUITE a while ago, but it’s still a great post to reread.Hope y’all like it too.


A worried mother of a three-year-old sent me an email recently, asking for my advice.  She was trying to answer the very same question that plagued me when my child was the same age and saying the same things:  Is it OK to let such a young child transition to another gender?  Or to even let them know that it might be a possibility for them to do so at some point?  

I’m guessing this is the same question that keeps you up at night, too, if you have a young child saying they are not the gender you thought they were.  I wrote the worried mom back with the advice I wish I’d been given sooner, and she gave me permission to share our emails on my blog.  Here you go:

Hi Marlo,

I have a three year old boy and about 6 months ago he told me he…

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Front Load

To make your day a little better people 🙂


Girl Playing in Sprinkler

Things are far better today than they were years ago.

Today’s music is just as good, if not better than, The Stones, Bob Dylan, and Elvis.

The benefits of technology far outway the blown-out-of-proportion drawbacks.

Netflix and Bitmojis are like glitter. Not necessary, but kind of fun.

Today’s children believe respect is earned. The word “family” continues to grow into a full tree. Assholes are called out on camera now, or on Twitter. 😉

Taking it all into consideration, the best time in our history, in our country, in our world is right now.

Whew! I’ll give the Boomers a minute to let that sink in.

True, children have their faces in their phones. But they are also speaking up, choosing substance over money, and documenting all of it.

They are obsessed with their latest game or selfie, but kids before them were dying in workhouses, wetting their pants over The Beatles…

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spring will catch us off-

A person who never fails to inspire.


spring will catch us off-
guard every time,
like a smile at
day’s end,
on the station
platform, across
the third rail

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“One Giant Leap” — Dry-Humping Parnassus

The clouds beneath the moon tonight are spread so wide in such a show of pastels, it’s as if they’re suspended from the moon itself and the whole sky is nothing less than a supernaturally radiant field of energy and life.

via “One Giant Leap” — Dry-Humping Parnassus

A Lovely Day.

With the clouds in front,

its a filthy sky.

With the sands flying by,

its a dirty gust.

With the drops filled unjust,

its a muddy rain.

But for the greens in pain,

and the boys of vain,

and the ones insane,

its a lovely day.


Breezy, is the weather here

Wind tugging the corners of my lips.

I wonder if its my imagination,

Or do the chilly caresses really come

from someone far away?

Her Mother’s Mother’s Mother and Her Daughters — Literary Hub

It was easy to see at first glance that Lígia was a determined person with her own inner light. Old Man Damasceno had certainly noticed it. He was filled with tenderness for the girl and was like a grandfather to her, always only too pleased to do everything she wished. It was he who taught…

via Her Mother’s Mother’s Mother and Her Daughters — Literary Hub

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