Alien Loves Predator (Rose)says:

i haven't eaten anything since nine this morning and I'm having troubles rousting the energy to get off the couch

Alien Loves Predator (Rose)says:

so i feel your pain

i'm not difficult, just uneasy. says:

aw

Alien Loves Predator (Rose)says:

i think about it, then the thinking is followed by the realization anything i want to eat i would have to cook first

Alien Loves Predator (Rose) says:

too much effort

Alien Loves Predator (Rose) says:

blahh

i'm not difficult, just uneasy. says:

hheh

Alien Loves Predator (Rose) says:

yeah I’ve got a serious case of the doldrums

i'm not difficult, just uneasy. says:

aw

i'm not difficult, just uneasy. says:

(hugs and smilie faces)

Alien Loves Predator (Rose) says:

i love the fact i don't have to define the word doldrums when i talk to you

Alien Loves Predator (Rose) says:

I Heart You

i'm not difficult, just uneasy. says:

aw, I Heart you tooo!

Some people are musical elitists ‘How can you possibly find any decent music at Wal-Mart?”. Others theatrically elitist “I told her I was going to see ‘Tragiceuropeandebutonthesundancefilmfestival’ and she said she was going to see X-men. Can you imagine?” Then there are your run of the mill Gourmet food snobs “I don’t DO things with a drive-up window, strictly speaking I prefer my foods julienned then sauteed in a Cabernet by Hans the darling chef at ‘Le Restaurant Waytoexpensive’.” Don’t forget of course the linguistic elitist “Thin? I can’t describe her as thin? What about diaphanous, attenuated, or incapacious? *snort* Thin.” This is the category I fall in.

I really can’t help myself, I’m always in search of bigger words, better words, more descriptive terms. It can be cloistering to be in a conversation and slowly watch the eyes of the other half of my dialogue go vague while they scramble for a working definition of some septu-syllabic word I throw into casual conversation. I make a concerted effort to neither talk above the person I’m conversing with or even worse talk down to them instead.

To quote another on the subject of elitism.... “...We can be friends. We'll talk. But I'll know that at a very basic level, you and I will never understand each other. There will be many conversations on all topics where we will not just disagree, but about which we will simply be unable to converse.” In a nutshell.

A large vocabulary can be liberating. I suggest you expand yours. I don’t use profanity, there’s no need. Why? Because at any given moment I can wrap my tongue in verbal circles around the car on the highway at the source of my road rage.

I purchased a book in the reference section on vocabulary. It was last Saturday and I’d just come from a movie. I was sitting in the reference section with my novel (as a side note, if you are going to use a bookstore like a library which I often do the best seats in the house in the reference section. People don’t go to the reference section to thumb lovingly over tomes or have incommodious conversations on their cell phones with their relatives about the latest puss-filled canker which has taken up residence on their gluteus-maximus. It’s peaceful there - avoided by the general populous with the common exception of students, who are in a desperate hurry to find any title which will make them look intelligent in the bibliography for the term paper they’re writing.) as I casually glanced at the reference shelf a purple book with gold leaf filigree and the title ‘The Gilded Tongue: Overly Eloquent Words for Everyday Things’ caught my attention. Over the next several hours of my reading my eyes wandered back to the shelf containing the book. Curious but not ready to commit to a perusal. When I caved and plucked it from it’s shelf the texture of the book caught me off guard. The cover is purple, filigreed and velvet to top it all off. OOHHH!!! Did I mention it has a reverse dictionary i.e. thesaurus build in for your plebeian reference purposes.

When I say I have read a large number of reference books on language, it’s not an exaggeration. This one has words I’ve never seen before, it’s a beaut’. By saying this I realize I have categorized myself permanently in a classification of dork which cannot be upended. Ask me however if I care? Meanwhile this psymantic logomaniac will leave you with a final propination:

** Thanks to all who generally understand my need for linguistic fortitude. For those of you who smile and politely nod, your wonderful people. To the rest who have the wear-with-all to admit ignorance to a word or phrase - it is you who will take over the world one day. **