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.
Monday, August 14, 2006
MORROW, n. The day of good deeds and a reformed life. The beginning of happiness. (See TO-MORROW when we get to it.)
*looks at post, shakes head, leaves to get another cuo of coffee and think "later!"*
"Morgen, morgen...nur nicht heute, sagen alle faulen Leute!"
Morrow: the only day on a procrastinator's calendar
"Never put off until to-morrow what you can do the day after to-morrow." ~ Mark Twain
MORROW,n A rather presumptuous notion.
Morrow - that's when Annie promised the sun'll come out.
Bet your bottom dollar.
Except here where it says it'll storm.
MORROW, n. The day after the day, i.e. "the morrow", as the great bard Willie has it.
There is only one day, and only one morrow, but humanity, in its hopefulness and, it must be said, greed, keeps hoping for a second swipe at it. Thus, we refer to TWO-DAY and TWO-MORROW.
On the morrow, there will be free beer at Bet's Famous Fish Fry here in Boothbay. It's wicked good ... and they've actually made enough money to move out of the trailer.
Morrow: Don't bet on its coming.
Doug, the only reason I can think of why you choose nothing else but that date as your definiton is this statement of the biography of the 104 + 1/2 year old man: "At the age of 75 his thoughts turned to marriage."
ymjmfh: yummi yum in my husband's hot flannels
morrow: one day less of sorrow
Morrow: What the Giant smelled from Jack the next day.
Monika, if I understand the proverb I like it 'Tomorrow, tomorrow, only not today' say all the lazy people? I'll look up faulen later. Maybe tomorrow.
See, Puppybrose, that's called planning ahead.
Hopeful, anyway, Duxfine. And what's more presumptious than hope?
Jenna, do you have any idea how much money I've lost that way? I'm down to my top dollar.
O Ceallaigh, I'll take two.
Indie, I'll bet on tomorrow coming, but not on collecting the winnings.
Ariel, the first is Marquez, right? The second line is wonderful.
Nice, Brian. You know how I go in for pediophagy.
Morrow... it never comes... AND I AM DONE WAITING DAMMIT!
Morrow: The company that makes the greatest snowboards in the world. :)
I also confess to have a small crush on Rob Morrow from Numb3rs. I had one on him when he was on Northern Exposure but more so now that he carries a gun.
Morrow: What I long for every Monday.
That was perfect Ariel. I may have nothing until the morrow or the day after...
*GASPETTY GASP* Jenna! You ARE my soul sistah FO SHO you Piscean Ladee you! I thought of Rob Morrow from his Northern Exposure days too! He was geeky, doctor cute... FO SHO!
I still don´t get your definition and I sure as hell donæt get ariel´s so I researched a little:
this is as far as I have gotten:
1. an obituary from New Jersey on that date
2.Walter Winchell, American broadcast journalist (d. 1972) was born on that day
3. 1897 was a common year, that started on a Friday
but whatever floats your boat, my friend! It is fine...
Morrow -- A bay with a big rock in it
Unless I miss-spelled something
tackled quite well with a morrow-spoon, but best sucked out
Give it a day, hermana.
I did not know that, CJ.
Jenna, I suppose a big crush would be wasted on him.
Joel, I feel ya, brother.
Wasn't it grand, G? And happy Monday to you.
Miz B, and pretty darn good in Quiz Show, which is the only place I think I've seen him.
Minka, I thought everyone knew it was the date someone died in New Jersey. I should have been more specific.
Morro, Village Idiot and a beautiful place. There is an almost century-old novella called Pasó Por Aqui by Eugene Manlove Rhodes which is one of my favorite books and takes it's name from an inscription that was supposed to be on that rock. In case you were wondering.
Karma, a morrow spoon: Is that like driving an SUV you buy on credit?
Morrow: The only thing to look forward to
medulla ossea, the center of large bones, where new blood cells are produced. Once used in preparation of pemmican but now fallen out of favor as a food. Wonder why. Oh. That's marrow. Not morrow. Oops. xoxo
morrow: the day everything makes sense, seems better, and/or is funny.
"It's very good jam," said the Queen.
"Well, I don't want any to-day, at any rate."
"You couldn't have it if you did want it," the Queen said. "The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday—but never jam to-day."
~ Alice, Through the Looking-Glass
I heard you need to take a SLO boat to morro(w)
Manana is soon enough for me.
Ah TLP, Time and Tide wait for no blogger, we post on the morrow.
VI: SLO boat? good one!
he's making a joke, TLP, since Morro Bay is near San Luis Obispo... (home of the world's first motel, by the way! and not far from the strip of road where James Dean met his untimely death.)
heh, thanks puppy. I had friends that went to Cal Ploly San Luis Obispo so I was up there frequently.
and TLP, i took one of those slow boats once, I have never been the same since. I didn't always have orange hair and attract strangers on buses
morrow: Tuesday [see also: Wimpy/hamburgers/pay]
(sorry, i don't mean to be a Wikipediot...but i couldn't resist the reference!)
VI: ever drive through Harmony when you were visiting your friends? (population 18, home of the Rudolph Valentino Memorial Toilet) pretty area.
Anomie, it's the one day that never disappoints.
But how does it smell, Mireille?
Puppybrose, I just know "April 7, 1897" will seem funny to someone one of these days.
TLP, I just know tomorrow will bring a promising mañana.
VI, I always wondered what happened to you.
if it's not to acknowledge the birth of the man who said: "Today's gossip is tomorrow's headline.” then i give up.
if it *is*... good one.
I'm so stunned. I've never thought about whether there's such a thing like a first motel of the world, and there is one... stunning.
Yep...only a small crush. I save my larger one for you!!! But that could change 2morrow. I'm so fickle.
"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Doug, I don't get your definition either. But you know what I do get? April 7 is...47!
Morrow: The promise of continued 47 sightings.
Thanks again for hosting my larynx while I was gone. :)
So embarrassed! My deepest apologies Idiot.
I'm obsolete. Not in the know. Out of fashion. Like the morrow. Or was that yesterday?
Morrow: This is a Swiss brand name for a mud mask made from alligator and kangaroo placentas. Very good for the skin...So I've heard.
Puppybrose, if it were, it would have been a good one. Just a random date meant to represent the day after the last time that word was used on American soil.
Ariel, Puppybrose may have meant her first motel.
Jenna you're as generous as fickle.
Mireille, I knew you'd bard it up.
Sar, can I keep the jar?
Happy Monday, Actonbell!
Shamrock, I won't press you for any more information than you've graciously given.
d'oh! first and foremost...you're far too clever for this puppy! (tell me something else i don't know)
second...the word "motel" was 1st coined in 1925, with the naming of the Motel Inn of San Luis Obispo. (the locale of my *ahem* first motel is none of your business, tho' it may have been nearby...)
multisyllabic monster words last week, obscure and/or obsolete references today... what are you trying to do to my brain?
That should be spelled marrow, yummy yummy yummy.
Isn't that Walela up in the header? Cute.
is that Walela? i thought it might be a shadowy shot of the crummy coyote that injured poor Willie. (perhaps Doug will tell us tonight, or at the very least, on the morrow?)
Puppy, I remember hearing that the first "motel" was on the central coast, but it was too cheap a shot not to take. Do you think less of me?
Tom, Icy and Puppybrose, it's a coyote pup that sat up in my back yard chattering with Willie and Walela. Now sign of evil doing or done. Except the eyes.
My old Dad used to say, never do today what yoou can do tomoorrow.
I learned a lot from that man.
morrow-the procrastinators shangri-la
Masil (who is blogging from work...SHHHH)
When I finally got around to commenting here.
I hate rushing into these things.
well today (15th) is sorta yesterday´s morrow...where are you. Trailing behind in yesteryear?
Poobah, so laziness is the father of omnipotence? I always suspected.
Perfect definition, Ma-Leesahem!
It's alright, Logo. Today is another day.
Minka, I'm a day late and a dollar short.
*hands him 70 Icelandic Kronurs*
Thanks, Minka! Now I feel better. Gumball machine, here I come! Yabba-dabba-doo!
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