There's a good chance you hallucinated this week without ever knowing it

Inverse ^ | October 11, 2019 | By Jack Barton on

[Tax-chick]

DP’s mother has died from pneumonia secondary to emphysema from a lifetime of smoking. His father died five years ago from complications of lung cancer, ditto ditto.

Don’t smoke, folks.

[Darksheare]

Ouch.
Condolences.

[NicknamedBob]

My sympathies.

I don’t plan to smoke unless someone lights me on fire.

[Tax-chick]

He and Sally went to Myrtle Beach yesterday, so they were there when he died. They’re staying until Monday to help his brother with arrangements.

[WashingtonSource]

There are 171,476 vocabulary words in English in current usage.

See story here:
https://wordcounter.io/blog/how-many-words-are-in-the-english-language/

[WashingtonSource]

Plus, if you go by dictionaries which also contains words not in common usage, there are 470,000 words in English in the Third New International Dictionary, Unabridged, together with its 1993 Addenda Section

While Italy has 270,000 in its largest dictionary. (Of course, Italian hand motions and other facial and bodily gestures in Italy contain millions of variations in meaning, I get your drift.)

All this at this link:
https://wordcounter.io/blog/how-many-words-are-in-the-english-language/

[NicknamedBob]

I tend to use the same words over and over again, particularly if I can make them rhyme.

Contrariwise, I don’t like to use the same word in prose usage to a noticeable extent. (Essentially I like to show off, and to expand my vocabulary.)

[NicknamedBob]

The Wordwright

“A natural at rhyming,” they said with quiet awe,
As if the effort of the work was just a lucky draw.
The poet grimly sets to task and nails the fabric down.
He stretches it to smooth it; portrays a bit of frown.

The subject matter fights him. He struggles on despite,
And witnesses remark there seems no effort in this wright.
While storms torment his vision, and tempests on him pour,
He delicately sets a bit of shell upon the shore.

The setting must be balanced. He knows it must be so,
But others only notice as the vistas slowly grow.
His struggle is exhausting, and soon to bed must he,
But not before he finishes his latest travesty.

So tempted to destroy it, his stare a rueful stance,
He shrugs and turns away from it without a backward glance.
“Another masterpiece,” they cry, and celebrate each rhyme,
And tearfully, he vows that he will do it right next time.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . October 25, 2004

[Tax-chick]

English is the best for so many types of composition, but it doesn’t have the suavidad of Spanish.

[Silentgypsy]

Thank you, Bob.

[Silentgypsy]

Yayyy, Geekette!!!

[Silentgypsy]

I’m sorry for your loss.

[political1]

I want to buy some of those stickers for next Halloween. Perfect timing, right before the election.

[Monkey Face]

That is sad news, but I’m so glad DP was able to be with his mother when she passed. Give him my condolences please.

[Tax-chick]

Rescue kittens in Brazil!

[Monkey Face]

Sweet little Floofs!

Good morning.

Another frigid morning, but the day may get up to 49°. Heat wave!

The shower has been had, and I was warm for a while. Maybe this time next year, I’ll be warmer when I’m out of the hot shower and the heated bathroom. ;o]

My Favorite Son will be going back to Little Rock today, and because of all the activities since Thursday, I didn’t get to spend much time with them! We went to breakfast with my DiL’s parents and my grandson, (his wife had to work) but I haven’t eaten much the last week, so most of it came home with me, including my DiL’s sandwich, which she forgot to take with her!

They will be flying out about the same time I’m in church, so I’ll give a mental wave as they fly over Southern Utah.

[Tax-chick]

Good morning! I need a shower, too.

It’s very warm here. I might have had a lie-in, but cats.

[Monkey Face]

It’s going to take me a while to get used to going to church at 1030, but most of that is the preparation. It takes a while to get this old face ready!

For the first time since last year, I couldn’t decide what to wear to church, and picked one outfit but changed my mind. Gloriosky! It’s been a while since I’ve done that!

[Monkey Face]

That’s very good, Bob! But then, I’ve never read a bad poem from you.

Thanks!

[Tax-chick]

Today’s choir outfit is black and white.