I have arrived safe and sound in not-so-gay Paris! I spent the day riding around in my grandmother’s new vehicle, which is essentially the cartoon version of the Batmobile. I kid you not. It is even a shocking shade of orange that is precariously straddled between amusing and vomitous. De-lish. “Where are the cacti? Where is the flatness?” I kept asking myself. Splendid. I’m off to a very uplifting start. I met up with my half-aunt and uncle, which was loads of fun. A reunion of spastic minds, really. It is good to be with ones own kind. Granted, I take erratic speech and seemingly untrackable thought patterns to a new level (we have all agreed on this), but it was placating and assuaging nonetheless. But then it rained. It rained. Of course it would, because I am blessed and the world loves me so! I did, however, bite the heads off two baguettes. Yes, count them, two. And while I realize you are probably stuck on the unpleasantly violent phallic image suggested by this action, I actually shared that information to provide you with insight into the little pleasures of Parisian life. And I just had a delicious dinner of cheese. I’ve got dinner plans with my best friend from when I lived here last, which is exciting. That’s as much as has happened today. I’ve slept all of 2 and a half hours in the past 36 hours, which is just swell.
Before I go, the linguistic stimulation of late has got me thinking about good words and I’ve come up with a short list for the day:
Renege
Rescind
Abrogate
Ergonomic
Imaginarium *** Winner for the day.
Evidently
Perchance
Foetid
Categorically
Hyperbolizing
Disembarrass (which, according to our dear Merriam Webster means: to rid of or extricate from something cumbersome or embarrassing).
Illustrative
Representative (can you tell I recently had to write literature papers?)
Oh, and ponder this:
Amalgam vs. Amalgamation?
Archetype vs. Archetypical?
What say you?
Moist and pus are forever on my shitlist of words.
Hey, and it’s Pourim! For the life of me (and that of my aunt) I cannot tell you what this holiday is about, except that it involves the consumption of some kind of cake, but I thought I’d let you know that there’s a Jewish holiday going on.
I promise to say something of actual importance in my next post! Let me know how you are and keep me updated on the happenings of Marfa. And if you visit my house say hi to it for me
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