When I was younger and unmarried, I was an enthusiastic fan of pulchritude.
Snazzy was a jazz and hipster term that escaped from the reservation and made it into everyday talk.
Do you know what the "Cut" is? For the uninformed, it's a maneuver where you focus your gaze somewhere over their shoulder as you pass someone by—done with an erect head and a priggish look on your face.
One of the foundation myths for my mother's family was that they are descended from a first mate on one of Henry Morgan's ships.
I consider rebates to be a kind of iniquity. I must send in the information electronically or by mail, wait until it is verified, and wait until the rebate is redeemed. Frequently this takes so long that I am left trying to figure out where the check for $1.98 came from.
The popular press and media like to paint human creativity as extraordinary "aha!' sort of moments. And I guess that some creative insights do fall into that category.
What I found most amazing was that so much agreement and unity had come out of such vigorous dispute.
I've avoided being the sort of guy whose calendar book is full of checkable events.
The problem with Paul's description of Rene as a Banshee was that it was wrong. A Banshee didn't cause death; they foretold or warned of it. Rene just liked to remind Paul what his salient deficiencies were; she was his reminder. She did her reminding in a booming voice.
"You better mend your ways, young man!" I can still hear the exact tone and the pitch of voice my mother used. Sometimes she'd deploy the phrase in humor. But mostly when she suspected that I was about to commit some impertinent gaff in the company's presence.