Redefining misanthropy for a fresh generation. Standard posts begin with a definition from Ambrose Bierce's The Devil's Dictionary followed by a modern adjustment. Miscellany on Wednesday and storytelling on Saturday.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Appetite
APPETITE, n. An instinct thoughtfully implanted by Providence as a solution to the labor question.
2006 Update: A hunger as towards weight-loss, wealth or whelp.
as a vegetarian with a cat who, despite having kidney failure, seems to have a bottomless pit for a stomach and, therefore, a neverending appetitie, i... uh... where was i? oh yeah! i hear ya dddragon. i feel your kitty-wants-to-be-fed pain.
Appetite: an itch that wants to be scratched; a thirst that ought to be quenched; a hunger that needs to be fed; a yearning that must be indulged.
I see how you are, Doug, I get no sleep and deprived of my first first on WA, AND I get to deal with a sick kid, you are a cruel man. I am officially pouting.
you don't know what a sad thing it is to lose your appetite until you end up being hungry like ten wolves on a sunny afternoon again, and you feel like you could eat an ox, and you're happy.
Ok...Logo...you ahve first place today. It is only right. I would have made it werenæt it for that darn old lady who made me look for her knitting needles under the bed. But it seems you need it more...
Puppytoes, a vegetarian with a cat? I had no idea this site was so diverse! Curses! Foiled again! (Yes, Aral, I know)
I don't know, Joel. I've never had a slight urge.
Av***0$, Sar? Do I have to remind you this is a family site? If you want to get potty-mouthed there are plenty of low-rent reprobates over at this site.
Jenna, it's good to see you back in the pink.
Cowgirl, if it can't it's not an appetite. Unless it's a scruple. Bad joo-joo, those.
Great quote, Brian. An official Waking Ambrose pocket protector to you, sir.
Subtle, Indie, clever and smart. I'm with Ariel, you get a crown.
Logo, serves me right for dealing in irrational numbers. Pick out a toy, it's yours. And I hope the thing feels better.
Ariel, I don't know if you meant that to be beautiful but it sounds like Gibran to me. A crown to you, too.
Gee whiz, Brian. You people used to be funny.
An excellent point, G. You've been conspiring with my internist?
Very gracious, Minka. Way to sell me down the river.
Yup, O Ceallaigh, I had my hook up as soon as I saw the AAACK! And A PET TITE is barely a pun anyhow.
Yes, Mistress Anna! Good one.
Sehr gut gemacht, Deutschland! Thanks for the update.
Cheers, Karma
Miz B, I hadn't a doubt.
Thanks, Karma. As the resident art expert, I was looking for one in which a goddess from history eats her young. Does that ring a bell or did I dream it? Hard to say with Dali.
was it Andromeda that killed and cooked the children she had from Perseus when she found out he'd been cheating on her, and served them up for dinner for him?
was it Cartman who diced and served Scott's parents to him in chili? (oops. heh heh... guess South Park has no place in this conversation. or DOES it?)
Appetite: someone who is not large.
sorry... i heard this was the day for bad puns! (no offense, O'C, i *liked* your pun!! but then, i've always had an appetite for such things!)
It's a pale pink, Doug, but how could I resist the word appetite? It's just one of those delicious words. The teeth just sink right into it, don't they? Appetite.
Hm. Not lunch yet. Pity. I'm hungry. Ravenous really.
Ariel, I know Andromeda was sacrificed by her parents, but don't remember how her family with Perseus turned out. I think one of their sons started the first chatroom.
Mireille, it was. When I woke up this morning I just knew it was Dali and a woman from myth. The sad part is, I googled the right title but with "Chronos" instead of "Saturn." One more time I might have seemed smart if I had been.
Puppytoes, South Park does so have a place here. I brought up man-bear-pig at the supper table just last week.
Sorry, G, but that's great art. I'm a proponent of eating one's young. It can be a long wait until they get jobs.
Well, then, Jenna. Welcome halfway back.
Karma, I don't think anyone scorned Ariel. And higher and lower are very subjective.
- You know about Wilson? - What? - Do you know about Cole Wilson? - What kinda question is that? 'Course I know about Cole Wilson. Everybody knows about him. He's a livin' legend. - F*cked his parents. - He what? - He f*cked his parents. - Both of'em? - Yeah. Mother. Father. Parents. Both of'em. F*cked 'em. - Oh. - And you know what I heard? After he killed 'em, he cooked 'em up and ate 'em. - Are you telling me he killed both his pa... - I'm tellin' you he killed 'em. He f*cked 'em. He cooked 'em up. He ate 'em.
Aw, thanks, everyone, mwah! The Thing is sleeping and seems to be doing ok at this point. Doug, if I get to pick my toy... I want the propeller beanie :D
Hmm. Let's see now. Goya. Napoleonic wars and their aftermath in Spain. Deafness. Repeated serious illness, probably in association with lead poisoning (which does wonders for the nervous system). Infatuation with a younger woman. With whom he probably had no better luck than have certain protozoa of my acquaintance. Saturn makes sense. If not mealtime conversation.
I mean people this has been really disgusting to read through...and Doug, those paintings? Are you sick or something? :)
Ariel, I remember in one of the Greek tragedies there was a brother who served another brother´s children for a meal. I wanna say it was the Oresteia, but I wouldn´t bet my life on it!
TLP, I get most of my protein from bait and my iron from hooks.
Thank you, Ariel. I misunderstood.
G, I like to think of myself as well-pointed.
Ariel, I love Jarmusch' movies except Down by law which bored me silly. A native of the great city of Akron, Ohio as well. Great quote.
Brian, that's not an appetite it's a willingness.
Logo, the propellor beanie is retired, but maybe I can rig you up a groucho marx mask?
OK, people. Older men/younger women sounds like a fine topic for Central Snark. For the record, though, I think people miss out on a lot discriminating by age. My only standards are for a woman who's emotional maturity and wisdom match my own and those imposed by law.
Squaregirl, veggie burgers are only for those with regrets. You didn't see the platter of short-ribs under the towel?
OC: He does have a fine coat, hummm, but can't you just humor me and define - as relates to the definition for appetite, of course. I'm afraid to get too off topic. Nod to Brian. Doug, that's why pool cue chalk was invented.
I have a very healthy one. I'm talking about food here. Loss of appetite would make me sad. I'd be skinny, but sad. My taste buds need regular stimulation.
--------------- (I just read your weekend story. I'm craving some sweet, buttered corn on the cob now. Plucking tassels sounds like cruel work. I hope you were a gentle plucker.)
g - I said don't. Surely you know the rules by now. Go snarking. Perhaps you'll get your appetite satisfied there. If I can also manage to satify my appetite for getting some (shock horror) science done.
ariel, thanks for enlightening Douglas. i'll let you know when i have dinner with him, in the words of Hannibal Lector: "I'm having a friend for dinner
APPETITE, n. An instinct thoughtfully implanted by Providence as a solution to the labor question.
2006 Update: A hunger as towards weight-loss, wealth or whelp.
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ReplyDeleteThe rumbling of feline tummys and plaintive mews signal the appetites of two that cannot be ignored for long.
ReplyDelete{{yawn}}
bugger off! :)
ReplyDeleteDarn RIGHT. Get up NOW.
ReplyDeletepleasefeedmenow.now.now.now...
ReplyDeleteAppetite~ what Thing One is lacking, due to illness, thus explaining why I am awake at 4 A.M.
ReplyDeleteYou're talking about sex again, Doug. I hold myself responsible for this all-new awakening -- with a shout-out to Jenna who laid the groundwork.
ReplyDeleteNo pun intended.
Appetite: an American's self-esteem, with the exception of Vegeterians.
ReplyDeleteDessert anyone?
Geez! Vegetarians called into question again. We have appetites, just not for blood -- animal's at least.
ReplyDeleteBut Doug -- again with the hunger, the glass half-empty. What about enjoyment, kid?!
Appetite: The proposed enjoyment of activity, endeavor, food and other sensory experiences.
appetite: where everyting starts. :)
ReplyDeleteLogo, negative second.
ReplyDeleteDddragon, I suppose scratching back is out of the question.
Minka, I sez you're first.
Chatham, Salem go catch mice. Olympians, no less.
Logo, sorry to hear. Banana cream pie is my rx.
Minxie, I suppose "two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles onions on a sesame seed bun" is about sex to you. *shivers*
Absolutely, Jake.
Brian, the same farmer I quoted on Saturday had another pet phrase. To wit, you can't drive a spike with a tack hammer.
OK, Minx, this may be your fault.
Mutha, the sweetest wine is served in a half-empty glass.
Ariel, and everything could end there too if we didn't blog.
as a vegetarian with a cat who, despite having kidney failure, seems to have a bottomless pit for a stomach and, therefore, a neverending appetitie, i... uh... where was i? oh yeah! i hear ya dddragon. i feel your kitty-wants-to-be-fed pain.
ReplyDeleteAppetite: an itch that wants to be scratched; a thirst that ought to be quenched; a hunger that needs to be fed; a yearning that must be indulged.
Appetites come in all shapes and sizes...one person's slight urge may be another's raging lust.
ReplyDeletehmmm...not sure why stupid blogger didn't include my link. anyway...the "joel" above is me!
ReplyDeleteAppetite: An urgent, seemingly insatiable hunger, and mine's a healthy one when it comes to...Avacados!!!
ReplyDelete(I have to admit, that was a funny unintentional pun Minx, and I hope the little one feels better soon, Logo.)
See...you tell us to behave and then you throw out words like this. Doug, Doug, Doug. What are Minx and I to do but go grrrowf...appetites. Yum.
ReplyDeleteDessert? *hand shoots up in air*
We're so going to get into trouble again. *sigh*. No regrets though.
(guess who's feeling much, much better...mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Appetite: The one thing money can't buy.
ReplyDeleteI see how you are, Doug, I get no sleep and deprived of my first first on WA, AND I get to deal with a sick kid, you are a cruel man.
ReplyDeleteI am officially pouting.
you don't know what a sad thing it is to lose your appetite until you end up being hungry like ten wolves on a sunny afternoon again, and you feel like you could eat an ox, and you're happy.
ReplyDelete"Appetite: The one thing money can't buy." Indie, you should have the crown for this today.
ReplyDeletethere, there, Logo *hugs*
indetrminancy: I was going to add an addendum (although perfect in and of itself yours was):
ReplyDeletebut what money can take away via gastric bypass surgery.
Ok...Logo...you ahve first place today. It is only right. I would have made it werenæt it for that darn old lady who made me look for her knitting needles under the bed. But it seems you need it more...
ReplyDeleteAPPETITE, n. Your dog after a night on the town. (Your cat knows betAAACK
ReplyDelete[hook-assisted exit]
The urge to keep on urging.
ReplyDeletei can't be crass about this:
ReplyDeletewhen we have a cordon bleau candle-lit dinner, i will raise my glass to you and say, 'Bon apetit'
Appetite? Oooooweeee! I'll take the carnal type anyday fo' sho'!
ReplyDeleteKINKAY!
oh, and nice Dali
ReplyDeletePuppytoes, a vegetarian with a cat? I had no idea this site was so diverse! Curses! Foiled again! (Yes, Aral, I know)
ReplyDeleteI don't know, Joel. I've never had a slight urge.
Av***0$, Sar? Do I have to remind you this is a family site? If you want to get potty-mouthed there are plenty of low-rent reprobates over at this site.
Jenna, it's good to see you back in the pink.
Cowgirl, if it can't it's not an appetite. Unless it's a scruple. Bad joo-joo, those.
Great quote, Brian. An official Waking Ambrose pocket protector to you, sir.
Subtle, Indie, clever and smart. I'm with Ariel, you get a crown.
Logo, serves me right for dealing in irrational numbers. Pick out a toy, it's yours. And I hope the thing feels better.
Ariel, I don't know if you meant that to be beautiful but it sounds like Gibran to me. A crown to you, too.
Gee whiz, Brian. You people used to be funny.
An excellent point, G. You've been conspiring with my internist?
Very gracious, Minka. Way to sell me down the river.
Yup, O Ceallaigh, I had my hook up as soon as I saw the AAACK! And A PET TITE is barely a pun anyhow.
Yes, Mistress Anna! Good one.
Sehr gut gemacht, Deutschland! Thanks for the update.
Cheers, Karma
Miz B, I hadn't a doubt.
Thanks, Karma. As the resident art expert, I was looking for one in which a goddess from history eats her young. Does that ring a bell or did I dream it? Hard to say with Dali.
Karma, I was thinking of Goya's Saturn eating his young. To be uploaded upon cooperation of the great Titan Blogger.
ReplyDeletewow... thank you, guys!
ReplyDeletewas it Andromeda that killed and cooked the children she had from Perseus when she found out he'd been cheating on her, and served them up for dinner for him?
ReplyDeleteIs that Goya who painted the people popsicle? *appetite for culture* xoxo
ReplyDeletewas it Cartman who diced and served Scott's parents to him in chili? (oops. heh heh... guess South Park has no place in this conversation. or DOES it?)
ReplyDeleteAppetite: someone who is not large.
sorry... i heard this was the day for bad puns! (no offense, O'C, i *liked* your pun!! but then, i've always had an appetite for such things!)
All of this culture has left me without appetite.
ReplyDeleteIt's a pale pink, Doug, but how could I resist the word appetite? It's just one of those delicious words. The teeth just sink right into it, don't they? Appetite.
ReplyDeleteHm. Not lunch yet. Pity. I'm hungry. Ravenous really.
ariel, that must have been a strain! hell hath no fury etc., etc.
ReplyDeleteDouglas, in lower life forms, its not uncommon to devour one's young. they must be real gourmands. the Goya is making my stomach turn, take it away!
Ariel, I know Andromeda was sacrificed by her parents, but don't remember how her family with Perseus turned out. I think one of their sons started the first chatroom.
ReplyDeleteMireille, it was. When I woke up this morning I just knew it was Dali and a woman from myth. The sad part is, I googled the right title but with "Chronos" instead of "Saturn." One more time I might have seemed smart if I had been.
Puppytoes, South Park does so have a place here. I brought up man-bear-pig at the supper table just last week.
Sorry, G, but that's great art. I'm a proponent of eating one's young. It can be a long wait until they get jobs.
Well, then, Jenna. Welcome halfway back.
Karma, I don't think anyone scorned Ariel. And higher and lower are very subjective.
Now you've done it. I'm lusting. For a quarter pounder and fries from Mickey D's. I can forget anything, except when to eat.
ReplyDeleteFor every person there exists a hunger, the bait of which we cannot resist swallowing. (twisted Nietzsche)
Appetite: Compulsion, passion, desire. Three out of seven of Aristotle's causes of all human actions.
I think Karma meant Andromeda. :)
ReplyDeletePoint well taken.
ReplyDelete- You know about Wilson?
ReplyDelete- What?
- Do you know about Cole Wilson?
- What kinda question is that? 'Course I know about Cole Wilson. Everybody knows about him. He's a livin' legend.
- F*cked his parents.
- He what?
- He f*cked his parents.
- Both of'em?
- Yeah. Mother. Father. Parents. Both of'em. F*cked 'em.
- Oh.
- And you know what I heard? After he killed 'em, he cooked 'em up and ate 'em.
- Are you telling me he killed both his pa...
- I'm tellin' you he killed 'em. He f*cked 'em. He cooked 'em up. He ate 'em.
quote from Dead Man, movie of Jim Jarmush
Aw, thanks, everyone, mwah!
ReplyDeleteThe Thing is sleeping and seems to be doing ok at this point.
Doug, if I get to pick my toy...
I want the propeller beanie
:D
Hmm. Let's see now. Goya. Napoleonic wars and their aftermath in Spain. Deafness. Repeated serious illness, probably in association with lead poisoning (which does wonders for the nervous system). Infatuation with a younger woman. With whom he probably had no better luck than have certain protozoa of my acquaintance. Saturn makes sense. If not mealtime conversation.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it always "infatuation with a younger woman" with you guys as relates to the definition for appetite, of course.
ReplyDeleteMight could be, g. But speaking of such appetites, don't make me define TOY BOY.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh Ariel...you quoted Dead Man! A great movie, yet i've never heard it quoted before.
ReplyDeleteOh and Doug, yesterday you had veggie burgers, and I'm not quite sure what your serving today, but as long as it's not veggie burgers, I'll take two.
Where? where's the boy toy? and just when I'm eating an apple and all...
ReplyDeleteg - He's right next to my sweet young thing. You first.
ReplyDeleteBrian - thanks (I think) for bringing money into this discussion.
BILL, n. Appetite suppressant.
I mean people this has been really disgusting to read through...and Doug, those paintings? Are you sick or something? :)
ReplyDeleteAriel, I remember in one of the Greek tragedies there was a brother who served another brother´s children for a meal. I wanna say it was the Oresteia, but I wouldn´t bet my life on it!
TLP, I get most of my protein from bait and my iron from hooks.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ariel. I misunderstood.
G, I like to think of myself as well-pointed.
Ariel, I love Jarmusch' movies except Down by law which bored me silly. A native of the great city of Akron, Ohio as well. Great quote.
Brian, that's not an appetite it's a willingness.
Logo, the propellor beanie is retired, but maybe I can rig you up a groucho marx mask?
OK, people. Older men/younger women sounds like a fine topic for Central Snark. For the record, though, I think people miss out on a lot discriminating by age. My only standards are for a woman who's emotional maturity and wisdom match my own and those imposed by law.
Squaregirl, veggie burgers are only for those with regrets. You didn't see the platter of short-ribs under the towel?
Minka, I prefer "connoisseur of the arts" to "sick" but, probably. Yeah.
ReplyDeleteOC: He does have a fine coat, hummm, but can't you just humor me and define - as relates to the definition for appetite, of course. I'm afraid to get too off topic.
ReplyDeleteNod to Brian.
Doug, that's why pool cue chalk was invented.
i have an appetite for younger men... which is why i married one. (not trying to get myself kicked out of here, i'm just sayin'...)
ReplyDeleteAppetite: Wanting what you want.
quqakpk: yeah... i'm *quite* a "quack up", kids (in my own head)
Doug, there is a joke of the sizes of the women in question hidden in your words, and I sure not dare make that...
ReplyDeleteAppetite: Craving chocolate :D
ReplyDeleteI have a very healthy one. I'm talking about food here.
ReplyDeleteLoss of appetite would make me sad. I'd be skinny, but sad. My taste buds need regular stimulation.
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(I just read your weekend story. I'm craving some sweet, buttered corn on the cob now. Plucking tassels sounds like cruel work. I hope you were a gentle plucker.)
Just read all the comments. What was the word of the day? Sex? Food?
ReplyDeleteOh, now I remember! It's all like one of those old sick jokes: "Mommy, Mommy, I don't like my brother."
"Shut up and eat what I give you."
I've no appetite at all now.
i have a huge appetite.....
ReplyDeleteminka said bugger off, too cute.
really have nothing to add on this very broad topic (you guys!sheesh!) .....
ReplyDeletebut couldn't not say 'hello'
Hello :-) *woof*
Jamie Dawn: in our house that's called "making your mouth happy"!
ReplyDeleteg - I said don't. Surely you know the rules by now. Go snarking. Perhaps you'll get your appetite satisfied there. If I can also manage to satify my appetite for getting some (shock horror) science done.
ReplyDeleteNo I didn't see those...someone must have ate them ALL.
ReplyDeleteG, I know but it won't fit in my hat.
ReplyDeleteBrian, meat pie is better, though.
Good definition, Puppytoes, you're forgiven.
Ariel, my size intellectually! Like Pansi.
Princess, that's a common one.
Jamie Dawn, skinny sadness afflicts too many Californians. I'm immune.
See, TLP, and you just fired my appetite right up.
It is cute, isn't it, Jodes? I hope she never tries to rob a bank.
Woof, Kyahgirl!
Squaregirl, I don't know what happened! There were a lot and they were good.
"a woman whose emotional maturity and wisdom match my own and those imposed by law ..." Fascinating. xoxo
ReplyDeleterob a bank? Interesting! *contemplates*
ReplyDeleteAnd Jodes, thank you!
ariel, thanks for enlightening Douglas. i'll let you know when i have dinner with him, in the words of Hannibal Lector: "I'm having a friend for dinner
ReplyDeleteylzarez: yeah, lizards are sleeping
the last supper of Doug? :O
ReplyDeletexagrt: exaggerated in those days
poor Doug, everybody knows you can't come up to Pansi's intellect.
ReplyDeleteMireille, if you prefer substitute "a biting tongue and no teeth."
ReplyDeleteMinka, you'll leave with the same calendar or toaster you'd have received opening an account.
Oh, boy, Karma! I love fava beans!
Ariel, good job channeling Karma! Maybe she'll share.
Wow! We can get a crown for commenting here? Is it chocolate?
ReplyDeleteIndie, I can dip it if you like.
ReplyDelete