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, April 28, 2008
LOQUACITY, n. A disorder which renders the sufferer unable to curb his tongue when you wish to talk.
2008 Update: Loquaciousness, as rendered somewhat more tersely.
As a young person I was loquacious...the older I get the less I have to say.
Congratulations on your 1000th post.
Minka *grin* cute.
Happy milleniversary! (she said, concisely).
word verifier: imadog I mad dog.
And that's an understatement. I just wrote one hellova beautiful definition and blogger, with its damned impossible new word verifiers, with letters piled on top of each other just ATE it.
I don't think Blogger wants blogs or blog visitors. It is and always has been USER unFRienDLy.
As to loquacious -- when I get that way, OC says it is his cue that I am overly tired. Other then that I never talk too much. If I have something to say I just say it. There is nothing worse then a person who doesn't know when to shut up. You know the type I mean, they just go on and on and on ... don't you just hate it?
Well, what's the matter with you? Don't you have anything to to say? Are you awake over there? Hey!
hot diggity, Dog...!
mazel tov on your 1000th,
and them's quality posts, too!
thank you for educating
i think i'm up to about
my 8th post already...
AND i talk too much...
congrats, to my favourite
refined canine. xo
Happy 1000th post. I couldn't fight the urge to say that. I'm loquatious that way.
Well by your definition, you're doing a fine job! Happy 1000th!
To be terse in Loqua City is like a fart in an outhouse.
Happy 1000, Doug! I can't tell that you are happy about this?
Loquacity -- something I will blog about, probably tomorrow. Loquacious and noisy early birds around our house are making a mess of our front sidewalk by having the audacity (sort-of rhymes with loquacity) to de-pit the loquat fruit and leave the messy part right there.
Loquacity pie is long gone around our house because of those birds. So is loquacity jam and jelly.
Loquacity may be blamed around our house due to obsessive kissing of the Blarney stone in our recent visit to Ireland.
PS, my JIM'S LITTLE BLOG blog is sitting at 990 posts this morning, may I be second on your loquacious list, please?
1,000 posts! Talk about loquaciousness! And we were, weren't we? Talking about locquacity I mean. Really, this is the kind of word that we could all go on and on about. I mean, like, really, just go on and on and on. It's a word that could get a person to really open up and just talk. It's that kinda word.
But then, you, Doug, are not at all loquacious. You're not chatty. Nope your conversation is meanful and interesting, and to the point. Not like some catty nattys out there in blogland.
Nothing loquacious at Ambrose's place. No siree. I'm not feeling too loquacious myself today. That's why I'm being brief here.
Wow Doug. I won't be loquacious though everybody who knows me knows....
You were my first true friend in the blogosphere and I'll cut with that
I think I'm up to almost 3,000 but I never posted over a third and before Google docs would transfer all my writing to it, to be in the Internet, have in two places, be secure etc--not that I'm loguacious
Can you begin using words I can actually spell? There are about five
Loquacity: The glorious cackling produced by my lone hen after her egg-laying is done.
Brevity is a virtue practiced by Doug - hence my surprise at today's word. 1000 posts is a proud number to own.
Minka, you're always well-positioned for the millenium.
Mo'a you are still young, apart from your jaw I guess.
Very to the point, Weirsdo. Thank you.
Quill, I'm sure I can't think of an example, but you did a grand job imitating the infernal verifier. I don't know if my eyes are getting worse or if the verifiers are getting harder.
Thanks, JJ. I suspect you're a binge talker.
Thanks, Poobah. Rarely a compound sentence from you. Not counting puns.
G, not even my friends knew I could learn this many words. What was Koko's record? 400?
Icy, I always conduct myself as a perfect gentleman in outhouses. It's a matter of principle.
Wow, Jim. You'll pass me on Tuesday, I bet.
TLP, brevity is the soul of wit. Or, maybe, chastity.
Pia, I already did "CAT." We have sure been doing this blog thing together for a long time.
Terry, I should define "1000." I think I already did millenium.
Well congratulations to you on 1000 posts! Hard to believe such a quiet, retiring type could be so dang chatty!
Loquacious indeed :-)
In the spirit of chattiness, I have to say the new word verification is a bit too difficult for me. Had to resort to the handicapped version and it was just about as bad! There is a lot to be said for lurking.
with sadness i report to you that the number 1000 (one thousand)does not have the weight it once commanded........................not even allowed to present you with a thousand dots here................................ .....................................i suggest the decline has nothing to do with you..........................more likely inflation and the declining dollar.......has lowered our ........There i go on and on and on,sorry to bogart the floor....HappY OnE ThouSand....Peace.....what was the word again????
Happy 1000th post!!!!!
That's a lotta words!
I am very loquacious in spite of my voice problem. You can imagine how much more loquacious I was before the voice malady.
So many words to use... so little time.
When we met, I DID let you get a word in edgewise, didn't I?
Happy 1000th. Those many words have brought much joy to us. Well, maybe not joy, but pleasure. Um, pleasure isn't the word I was looking for ... let's see: your words are like maple syrup on our pancakes-of-life. Also, Icy said fart. XOxoxo
You're entering the Methuselah-phase of blogging now. I had no idea there were so many words! Congratulations!
So what, you think you deserve a day off now?
This looks like the same word from yesterday.
I hope you are just busy or lazy or having computer problems and not sick.
I'll check back later.
Kyah, I feel your pain. The verifiers are going to lead me to corrective lenses over gouged-out sockets.
Actonbell, minus the stories without definitions about $9.60 or so, but that still would have doubled my balance sheet when I woke up this morning.
Brother Bear, it may be worth a lot, little or some but 10,000 words is to far to come.
Absolutely, Jamie Dawn. You even asked me a couple questions and answered them accurately.
Haha, Mireille. And you are the gravy on our biscuit. That Icy!
Thanks, Indie. My hair is dark but my blog is gray.
g, my home internet connection thought it deserved a day off. My schedule thinks I deserve 1000 small errands to celebrate.
Thanks JD. Yep, computer issues.
"the Methuselah-phase of blogging"
Good one inde.
Happy 1000th, I'm sorry I missed it. Where as I anyway?
uh oh, better take care of those issues they tend to make people quite blogging for real life.
Loqua City is the lowest part of the Netherworld Oceans. Its where Davy Jones Locker is.
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