Friday, January 26, 2007

Relaxation

RELAXATION, n. Figuring up to-morrow's profits, after you have finished working out to-day's losses.

2007 Update: Idleness earned in a long week of frantic shirking.

36 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'm relaxed today. It's India's 55th Independence Day

Anonymous said...

sorry ... being first, one makes mistakes. Republic Day!!!

the amoeba said...

RELAXATION, n. Relief for the irregular. Available in chocolate.

Plop, plop, fizz, fizz, oh what a relief it is ...

Mutha said...

Good one Doug.

Brian said...

Relaxation: Never do today, what can be shuffled off to a co-worker.

Minka said...

relaxation: a rainy day, lovely Pjs, a book and my bed! There could be a bowl of strawberries too, oh and maybe gentle music in the background as I doze of every now and again...

Sar said...

Relaxation: Anticipated by overworked adults yet squandered on bored youths.

Old Mule said...

Relaxation: A moment of unreality; a perfect circle in a world of squares. Nabokov on Sunday.

quilldancer said...

Relaxation: the forecast for my weekend. The meds for my sinus infection have forced me to sit and be still.

Doug said...

Karma, happy Republic Day. Ave Caesar!

Amoeba, I'm afraid to click that link.

Thanks, Mutha.

Brian, those are words to live by.

Minka, sounds like you're having a bad day at work.

Sar, that's why I oppose child labor laws. To the salt mines, chirren!

Mule, that was fine poetry. I'm almost embarrassed.

Quilly, did you bring enough for everybody?

Anonymous said...

Ahh relaxation. Calgon take me away.

Anonymous said...

Relaxation - A warm sunny spot with 3 snuggly cats purring loudly. Ahhhhhh..... :)

D

Anonymous said...

Relaxation: In bed with mate, chinese food, good movie, rain pounding outside in the black of night, hot boysenberry pie with vanilla ice cream on top... all of the above conspire toward that state.

Mistress Anna said...

The 20 seconds a mom has in a day to herself.

Mutha said...

Huddling next to my fully cranked woodstove the second I am done with my work. Boston has left the ridiculously warm to the bone-crunching cold. My themometer read "1" this morning.

Doug said...

So, you do laundry to relax and seduce werewolves for work, Jenna? I think I may have found your problem.

Diane, that sounds fine but for the cats.

Sounds like a good start, Terry. Do you mind tossing some artichokes in the yard first, though?

Slothful, Anna.

Mutha, they were talking about your weather on the radio here in LA today. You could almost hear the grin.

Tan Lucy Pez said...

Relaxation: Resplendent drugs. Or just RETIRED! Yea!

Anonymous said...

A little mayo with that? Or are you a butter guy?

Jamie Dawn said...

"Frantic shirking" sounds like an oxymoron to me, but it sounds like something I'd like to put into regular practice.

Relaxation: Blogging.

I enjoy taking some free time and catching up with my peeps. If Blogger is causing problems, though, then "relaxing blogging" becomes an oxymoron.

I saved those two truffles you earned yesterday, but they did not survive the evening. I owe you, so have that cannon at the ready. :)

Anonymous said...

It is so a part of my nature to strive for relaxation. Why won't my family accept that? Actually, I'm known as a "mommy warmer" - the kids love to snuggle in by me. You can call me a slug, but I'll get my relaxation in one way or another.

Anonymous said...

Testing...

Doug said...

Yeah, TLP! I'm gonna follow your lead if I live another 50 years and save money all the while starting in 2008.

Garlic butter, Terry. Woof!

Jamie Dawn, I'll keep it loaded. I assure you frantic shirking is entirely possible and none too rare.

G, if there's one thing I hope my career as a lexicographer will mean to the world, I would like to eliminate the negative connotations from "slug." You pass, by the way.

puppybrose said...

"Tension is who you think you should be. Relaxation is who you are." ~Chinese Proverb

can this be true??

Mistress Anna said...

Doug are you trying to get a rise out of me?

Anonymous said...

the blessed time between the end of the workweek and the week's grocery shopping:)

Anonymous said...

Oh, I love your answer to Quilly:) hehehe

Anonymous said...

Returning to the Los Angeles airport after a long trip.

quilldancer said...

Doug -- you may have the 9 Avelox pills which remain -- and the upset stomach that goes with them. There is no relaxation in that bottle. Sorry.

AP3 said...

I'd settle for some rest.

a4g said...

Relaxation, n. Equally distant from the pauper, by the length of his labor; the merchant, by the count of his coins; and the sovereign, by the depth of his rivals' schemes.

The corpse, however, is free to enjoy.

quilldancer said...

a4g -- how heartening :)

Anonymous said...

Thank you Doug. I'll support your campaign in any way that I can. Shall I start by taking a nap?

By the way, I didn't mention earlier but your update is aces.

Anonymous said...

It's so hard to relax when we have to worry all the time about being stepped on or tripped over.

Doug said...

It can't, Neva. Tension is what makes your population pass a billion.

Anna, just during your 20 seconds of "Me time."

Actonbell, that's a good time for list-making.

Haha, Diesel. Picking you up at LAX after you've been gone, probably, too.

Well, Quill, I was thinking of my slothful friends.

Aral, I wish it for you. BASIP up?

Well done, a4g. A big triangle with a grave in the center.

Thanks, G. I knew I could count on you. If I need couchwork, I'll let you know.

Icy, maybe put a red and yellow slow moving vehicle sign on your tail?

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Anonymous said...

The Cheesemeister excels at slacking but is terrible at actually relaxing.