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Just Another Streamer


I grew up with movies being a big deal. Going out to the movie theater was a special event involving dressing up and best behavior. Stars like Sean Connery, Elizabeth Taylor, Barbara Streisand, and Gregory Peck graced the screen. Bugs Bunny cartoons opened the show and it wasn’t unusual to have a double feature with “B” film sometimes being better than the main movie. Theaters had only one screen, with two floors, complete with balconies. There were even smoking rooms and crying rooms for babies. I really aged myself there, didn’t I?

Velvet plush seats—no cup holders—very retro

Of course television changed access to movies, which changed how we watched movies. Then VCRs, DVDs, Blu-Ray and now streaming has all but obliterated the theater experience.

I held out for the theatre experience for the longest time. Going to matinees with my girlfriends, then moving on to boyfriends, and finally creating my own family outing.

Then the movie experience changed. People used to watching movies at home brought that casual attitude to the theater. Talking, feet up on the seat backs, and don’t get me started about phones during the show.

“Let’s wait for the DVD,” became the going phrase in our house. Plus, we like those special features. As discs gave way to streaming I remained hesitant, especially since it involved paying for a service that I might not use enough to justify. Besides, I can check out free DVDs at the library.

No more little envelopes in the mail

Then my phone carrier offered free streaming for two major companies. “Why not?” The problem is that there are hundreds of choices. Selecting a movie has gone from one of several up on the marquee or grabbing a couple off the library rack to an involved decision-making process that can take longer than watching a movie. There is also the issue of internet connection cooperation.

I admit I haven’t been in a theater for over three years. I still have an AMC gift card from 2019. I’ve become just another streamer and I am not sure if that is considered evolutionary progress.

Simple question: do you prefer the theater experience for watching a movie or appreciate watching from the comfort of your home?

Word Nerd: Newly Discovered


It’s a new year and I am excited to discover new words, most of which I will probably not use, yet they are so much fun to find and try out.

kenspeckle: conspicuous; easily seen or recognized.

dacker: to totter or stagger.

phub: to ignore a person or one’s surroundings when in a social situation by busying oneself with a phone or other mobile device.

Classic phub stance

bloviate: to speak pompously

spumescent: foamy; foamlike; frothy.

eudemonia: happiness; well-being.

selcouth: strange; uncommon.

cleek: to grasp or seize suddenly.

Cleek my hand—no, not the same

pawky: sly; cunning.

zhuzh: to make something more lively and interesting, stylish, or appealing, as by a small change or addition.

So, which of these caught your eye?

Word Nerd Challenge:What three words are you going to work into a conversation this week?

Word Nerds: Jest for the sound


As much as I am a fan of the new year because it provides a fresh start, I am not a fan of the cold weather January brings. Most of the first days have been in temperatures of single digits and in minus increments. And then there was those two four days of snow. Going outside has become a matter of great consideration and since cold weather is keeping me more inside than outside I’m looking for day brighteners. Words are often my go to happy place. There are some words that when I hear them bring a smile because of the way they sound, and sometimes their meaning is amusing:

hobbledehoy: an ungainly youth—I had a few of these in class

sklent: any slanting surface, such as a slope—noted, when it freezes after a snowstorm

feirie: healthy, strong—are fairies feirie?

cakeage: a few a restaurant charge for bringing in an outside cake—you can have your cake and eat it too, as long as you pay for it

kvetch: to chronically complain—the extra snow has me doing plenty of this

No more snow!!!

tintinnabulation: the ringing of bells—which gets tinnitus riled up

yestreen: during yesterday evening

elsewhither: in another direction; toward a different place or goal—I travel here often

nibling: a child of one’s sibling—a solution to gender identification?

quiddity: the essential nature of a thing—snowy days create this feeling that winter is essentially cold and annoying

pulchritudnious: physically beautiful—this one is baffling in that it is an unlovely sounding word to describe loveliness

skookum: large; powerful—can’t wait to try this one out

mountweazel: a decoy word used in a dictionary or encyclopedia to catch publishers who might try to copy the content—like paper towns

cromulent: acceptable or legitimate—reminds me of crumpets

And an appropriate word to end with is:

jollify: to make merry—when the snow fades and spring begins to be a reality

No more snow in the forecast happy dance

My Not So Big Year: Zamboni Weather


November weather is doing it’s usual thing of a stretch of rainy days followed by freezy nights and shivery days.

The birds and squirrels are coming in thick and fast stocking up before the snow flies. We keep the feeders going year round but having second thoughts about the birdbath. The birds appreciate the solar fountain, yet that was stored away due to lack of solar power. The best it could muster was an anemic dribble effect.

The birds still gather for a quick sip. No baths lately. One reason is because the water is freezing up. I have taken up the chore of pouring warm water in the birdbaths to loosen up the ice. The fun part is the monocle I pull out.

Backyard Science

I think of Woodstock running his Zamboni on his birdbath ice rink. And I did watch a starling skate around on the ice before I managed to do my defrosting chore. It was one puzzled bird.

credit: Pioneer Press

Oh no, that four letter word s**w


There is an unspoken rule that winter is not allowed to happen while autumn is still working on dropping leaves. And winter should hold off until November, preferably until after Thanksgiving. December is acceptable.

We all know winter doesn’t play by the rules.

Waking up to this while it’s still October set back my cheery outlook:

Insult to injury were the winds of 14+ mph all through the day. A few birds attempted to visit the feeder, like this persevering mourning dove.

Not being a winter fan (I don’t ski, walking is curtailed, and hammocking is postponed) snow is definitely a four-letter word in my realm.

Trying to recoup the day I tried to find some positives. A cozy fire was made, a cup of cocoa while I edited a manuscript, fave Pandora station in the background, a new jigsaw puzzle, and a stack of books from the library. Oh, leaf raking is on hold and the yard looks tidier with the leaves hidden by that fresh snow topping.

Okay, not so bad after all, especially since it all melted by 1 pm.

I can’t fight winter🥶

I can find ways of coping, and this winter preview made me realize that snow doesn’t have to ruin my outlook. Keep the cocoa coming and always have a few books on the ready and it will be April before I know it.

Word Nerds: There’s a word for that?


Thanks for the reader feedback on how you are enjoying the word selections. I enjoy finding them almost as much as I enjoy sharing them with you all. This past week has consisted of a multitude of words that cause me to say “There is a word for that?”

Splooting: a behavior that some animals use to cool their body temperature. Squirrels are finding cool surfaces and lying on their stomachs, legs spread, to cool off. For awhile we had a winsome little squirrel that would visit us and eat peanuts from our hand. In the summer she would come up to the patio and hang out. I thought she was being a companionable squirrel when she was actually seeking some relief from the heat by splooting.

image: NY Parks and Recreation

parapraxis: when you say one thing and mean another, especially when the words are close sounding. Would you care to call your mother—I mean brother?

catachresis: using what is thought to be the correct word because it sounds like the word you meant to say. “She was reticent about going to lunch.” Umm, she was reluctant about going to lunch? Or perhaps in her reluctance she wasn’t talking about it.

spoonerism: credit Reverend Spooner for the slip of the tongue that causes the transposition of consonants in a sentence. “Go hush your brat” is not the same as “Go brush your hat.” One directive will definitely cause a stir.

solecism: accidental or intentional misuse of grammar. “I am what I say I am; I is what I say I is.”

malapropism: close to a catachresis, this word is attributed to a character, Mrs. Malaprop, in a 1775 play, who unknowingly inserted incorrect words in her utterances. “She was the pineapple (pinnacle) of perfection.”

mondegreen : coined by writer Sylvia Wright who misheard a line in a poem as “Lady Mondegreen” instead of “laying him on the green”, the word refers to mishearing lines or words or lyrics. My nemesis mondegreen was Clearance Clearwater Revival’s line about a “bad moon rising” which I heard as “bathroom on the right” which made sense to me because knowing where the nearest bathroom is located is handy.

eggcorn: similar to mondegreen, an eggcorn replaces the original word, yet it still makes senses since the new meaning hasn’t rendered the original intent incorrect.

  • free reign” for “free rein”
  • “in one foul swoop” for “in one fell swoop”
  • “jar-dropping” for “jaw-dropping”
  • “old-timers’ disease” for “Alzheimer’s disease”
  • “on the spurt of the moment” for “on the spur of the moment”

mumpsimus: an insistent use of an eggcorn, being attributed to a monk Erasmus once knew who would say “mumpsimus” instead of the correct “sumpsimus” when reciting the liturgy.

“they’ve got another thing coming” —sorry Obama, that should be another “think” coming

“it’s a doggy dog world”—yeah, it can be ruff out there, but it’s actually “it’s a dog eat dog world”—ooh, it’s ruffer than we thought

“nip it in the …bud”—not the other (thinking gardening, not corporal punishment)

“first come, first serve”—not a Sunday buffet sign because it is supposed to be “first come, first served” (grammar can be tense, I know)

Cacology: when it’s said and done it’s how you said that could do you in—those Spoonerisms, malapropisms, solecisms—all those above, including incorrect pronunciation, could lead to a faux pa, a big mistake.

Splooting has nothing to do with speaking correctly, yet the next time you spot a squirrel doing the hot day sprawl you will know what you are talking about.

Cowabunga!


The all important Cow Appreciation Day just about snuck past me but my handy National Day calendar alert informed I needed to pay attention. Cows are beyond special—they are bovine.

Having grown up around cows, and having lived across from a dairy farm for twelve years, I have an either an affection or a affectation for cows. I have gathered and created a plethora of cow jokes and cow facts and created a book that unfortunately no publisher is interested in at the moment. That doesn’t stop me from appreciating what Sandra Boynton has done for the cow with her winsome cowtoons and book. Gary Larson has also shown an affinity for cows. One of my other favorites is About Cows. There are scads of other books that regale cows from Dr. Seuss to meditative cows. Maybe the market isn’t ready for yet another tribute to cows.

Sandra Boynton knows her cows
Gary Larson goes to the Far Side about appreciating cows
Embracing the love of cows

Then again, why not? I’m not giving in or giving up even because cows are cool and the world cud appreciate another udderly cow time.

Here are some of my favorite cow jokes I like to toss out to unsuspecting listeners:

Why are dairy farms so noisy? Too many cows have horns.

If good cows go to heaven where do bad cows go? The udder place.

Why did the farmer place bee hives in his pasture? He wanted to live in the land of milk and honey.

What goes “oom oom oom”? A cow walking backwards.

And my parting riddle—

What is the best way to make a milkshake? Have it jump on a pogo stick.

I would love to hear your thoughts on why cows are so cool or a really good cow joke—I have enough bad ones.

Word Nerd: Words I Want to Find in a Story


I see words come alive…

snollygoster: a clever, unscrupulous person. What a fabulous word! It reminds me of a villain lurking in the pages of a Lemony Snicket book.

banderole: a small flag or streamer fastened to a lance, masthead, etc. I imagine this will be a handy term for upcoming Fourth of July parades.

ferdutzt: confused; bewildered. It sounds like have a fuzzy brain.

skrik: a sudden fright or panic. Yes, that’s exactly the word when I’m startled.

quidnunc: a person who is eager to know the latest news and gossip. I am surprised I don’t come across this word in my English village novels. It so sounds like a person found in a Miss Marple story.

reboant: resounding or reverberating loudly. Definitely describes the train horns that barrage our area on a daily basis.

pluviophile: a person who enjoys rain and rainy days, and who is fascinated by the sights, sounds, etc., of rain. I grew up in the Pacific Northwest where you learn to live the rain or go bonkers in winter, spring, and fall.

farouche: sullenly unsociable or shy. Not just shy but shy with an attitude. That is inspiration for a character, for sure. Maybe this person meets up with the local quidnunc and sparks fly. Hmmm…

ferhoodle: to confuse or mix up. A companion of ferduzt.

bloviate: to speak pompously. You know, that part of the movie where the snollygoster monologues about how clever they are right before they are undone by the clever hero.

tawpie: a foolish or thoughtless young person. I see this being home in a Gaiman tale for some reason.

ceilidh: a party, gathering, or the like, at which dancing, singing, and storytelling are the usual forms of entertainment. Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream!

scintilla: a minute particle; spark; trace. It’s right companionable with “smidge”and “scootch.”

pwn: to totally defeat or dominate, especially in a video or computer game. Did the vowel get vanquished when this word came into being?

pervicacious: extremely willful; obstinate; stubborn. Oh dear, what if they are farouche as well?

proceleusmatic: inciting, animating, or inspiring. The problem is by the time the word is properly pronounced the moment has passed.

oppugn: to assail by criticism, argument, or action. This when the snollygoster shows their true colors.

lambent: running or moving lightly over a surface. Oddly, this is an adjective not a verb.

rubricate: to mark or color with red. So for equality purposes other colors should have their own verb—yellow would be “yubricate” and brown would be “bubricate”?

schmatte: an old ragged garment; tattered article of clothing. This sounds more like the state of my door mat after a hard winter of snow and ice abuse.

Challenge!

What word will you work into a conversation this week?

No Fooling: Flying Penguins


Because we know how trustworthy BBC documentaries are…

Happy April First!

Worm Moon Musings


Look up! It’s a full moon! It’s the Worm Moon! Worm Moon? Yes. It’s the Worm Moon.

As over the moon I am about full moons I am not familiar with tonight’s Worm Moon. I’m not squeamish about worms but naming a full moon after these little earth burrowers simply goes against logic and romantic notions. The moon is the silver lady in the sky or the beaming gentleman among the stars (no bias). Attaching “worm” to the full moon status is perplexing.

Good old Farmer’s Almanac helped me out on this one. The March 7th full moon is the Worm Moon because (ready for the drumroll…) winter has passed and the ground is warming up signaling spring is near and the worms are waking up to surface to feed the incoming birds.

Replay that. Winter has passed? Spring is near? Robins and etc are landing to snack on the worms?

Winter has not passed. Spring? HAHAHA This guy is not a worm snacker. Haven’t seen a robin for a long, long time.

I’m looking forward to the rest of the year’s moons. Join me wherever you are and we will gaze up at the night sky in shared appreciation. Worm Moon, indeed…

  • April 6: Pink moon 
  • May 5: Flower moon 
  • June 3: Strawberry moon 
  • July 3: Buck moon 
  • August 1: Sturgeon moon 
  • August 30: Blue moon 
  • September 29: Harvest moon 
  • October 28: Hunter’s moon 
  • November 27: Beaver moon 
  • December 26: Cold moon

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