Friday, March 17, 2006

Type

Type, n. Pestilent bits of metal suspected of destroying civilization and enlightenment, despite their obvious agency in this incomparable dictionary.

2006 Update: v.t. To speak through the fingers, toes or elbows the words of various organs.

28 comments:

Anonymous said...

Obsolete term only used by really old people over thirty.

Unknown said...

my organs insist i'm your type

Anonymous said...

I sm fast losing my abilty to speak because I type so much

Will have a wonderful trip if I can get it together--leaving at 4Am

Will have laptop; will try not to use it too often

Anonymous said...

Type,n. "To speak through the fingers, toes or elbows the words of various organs," with a preponderance of the offerings originating from those organs located sub-eyebrow level. Incidentally, that includes this one.

mireille said...
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Omnipotent Poobah said...

type - The thingamajigs used to diseminate hype.

Ariel the Thief said...

type, n, degrading of letters into marks.

Doug The Una said...

Is that right, Mall Diva? What do you young folk call typing? "Speaking?"

Haha, Karma. Good twist.

Pia, enjoy the beach.

Duxfine, all the organs of something to say, I'm sure, although it's hard for me to hear over the bile.

Another rhyme explained. Thanks, Poobah!

Ariel, I thought thoughts into letters was bad.

Anonymous said...

Always had a roof above me
Always paid the rent
But I’ve never set foot inside a tent
Can’t build a fire to save my life
I lied about being the outdoor type

I’ve never slept out underneath the stars,
The closest that I came to that was one time my car
Broke down for an hour in the suburbs at night
I lied about being the outdoor type.

Too scared to let you know you knew what you were looking for
I lied until I fit the bill God bless the great indoors
I lied about being the outdoor type
I’ve never owned a sleeping bag let alone a mountain bike

I can’t go away with you on a rock climbing weekend
What if somethings on tv and it’s never shown again
Its just as well I’m not invited I’m afraid of heights
I lied about being the outdoor type

Never learned to swim can’t grow a beard or even fight
I lied about being the outdoor type

Anonymous said...

Shayna: Is that song yours? It seems to me I've heard it before?

Tom & Icy said...

huh? You mean? the rectum communicating through the fingers? Is that what a blog is?

Sar said...

Type: The cyberworld's universal and unspoken language. Of course there are some, like yours truly, who are afflicted with ocassional stuttering due to fumble fingers.

Minka said...

“I'm the type who'd be happy not going anywhere as long as I was sure I knew exactly what was happening at the places I wasn't going to. I'm the type who'd like to sit home and watch every party that I'm invited to on a monitor in my bedroom.”

Andy Warhole

In that spirit: everybody of to Sar´s palce, Belle of the Brawl, and let us parteyyyyyy
Miz Bohemia is dancing the danc electric and taht is a sight you don´t wanna miss.

Wonder how many typos I made in that comment when I read it over again...I am teh Queen of Typos!

dddragon said...

Typing is to Keying as Telegraming is to IMing.

Oh, my ~ I know what that means but it shure looks like gibberish.

Word Verification: piguary
the month all pigs go free

Doug The Una said...

A cowgirl ought to have standards, although those sound a little high to me.

Shayna, are you writing all these?!?

Exactly, Andrew. Welcome back.

Icy, in my case the liver. You?

Sar, judt remember that the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog. Or is Every Good Boy Does Fine? VIBGYOR?

All hale teh Queen!

OK, Dragon your comment was good but you win the best use of a verifier, 2006 award right now.

Anonymous said...

Uh, hello, it is keyboarding...
come on, gramps, get with it!

Cooper said...

yea i missed sars an d went to a volcanoe instead but ut;s still hard to type aftr too many margueritas.

Doug The Una said...

Haha, a4g. Have you noticed as the letters get clearer the words get more obtuse and the spelling atrocious?

Logo, how come you kids today want to add syllables and subtract letters? Ur 2 funny.

Steady, cowgirl, Sar mixes 'em strong I hear.

Alice, are you in the rich coast? Climb, lady, climb! (But beware of dragons and witches and hermits)

Jamie Dawn said...

I'm blogging tooo late today.
I HATE that!!

We went to a St. Patrick's Day parade. There were a lot of people that were drunk. Gosh, they were funny & annoying. I wore green & hoped to find a pot of gold.
No luck.

Hope your day was lucky!

Type: Not easy to do when drunk. I avoided all the green beer, so my typing is presently unaffected.

Happy Weekend to you!

Miz BoheMia said...

Type... what I'd rather be doing rather than be confronted by the reality of sick kids, ickinesss and whining and shrieking aplenty and no sleep... I type, therefore I am... or at least therefore I have not suffered a nervous breakdown yet!

Ariel the Thief said...

"I type, therefore I am" - Miz B. it's genious.

Doug, there IS thought into everything you do with your fingers, see what a huge difference there is between a word written in fece over a wall and the same word typed on a piece of paper: the latter one can leave you unimpressed but the first one never.

Ariel the Thief said...

"genius"

Miz BoheMia said...

Ooooh! Bohemians looooooveeeee ariel! LOVE I SAY!

Doug The Una said...

Jamie Dawn, you're a pot of gold whenever you get here. Yes, my day was lucky- I mmanaged to avoid the whole fandango.

Miz B, I'm not sure the conclusion about the breakdown follows exactly, but it's a great answer.

Ahahaha, Ariel! I think I'll have that stitched and put on my wall.

Yes, Miz B, Ariel's a gem. I found her on Indeterminacy's site being sweet to sarcastic people and downloaded her.

Miz BoheMia said...

It is just another line of thought meaning that my typing, ie: blogging, is a lifesaver from the reality of whiny kids and a crazy Spain which would be THE factors for this bohemian suffering a nervous breakdown...

I think, therefore I am... that's the one I am sticking by and it covers the above too I would say!

Anonymous said...

Answer to your question: Some I do... Some I don't :)

Doug The Una said...

Miz B, keep yourseld sanish. Glad to help.

Either way, you're brilliant, Shayna.

Unknown said...

The sanctioned abuse of the fingers and hands by the brain. Someone should really call Appendage Protective Services.