Thursday, June 08, 2006
I swore I’d use “diatribe” in a sentence…
Does a word ever come to you from out of the blue, and you wonder what the heck that word means, and then you find out so you need to use it in a sentence just to keep it in your vocabulary? Don’t lie! For some odd reason the word “diatribe” popped into my head, and even though I knew what it meant (it means “an abusive verbal attack”) I just felt I needed to use it in a sentence. So here goes:
Apparently the Vancouver Canucks weren’t even remotely affected by my diatribe denouncing their playing ability and fall in their standings because they’re all still drinking socially and playing golf.
Wooh! That was a tough one, but I think I used the word correctly as it accentuated the overall feeling of the message.
I have to pass this along. I’ve followed it for a while now, but I need to share. This guy is on his way to trading one red paperclip for a house. No, he’s not some sort of genius salesman. He’s just trading up for items until he manages to trade for a house. As of this writing he’s currently offering a speaking part in a movie being put together by Corbin Bernsen. Because of this website, he’s been interviewed by 20/20 and has met all sorts of stars (Alice Cooper, for instance, who ended up being and item up for trade). I’ll be watching to see if he actually makes it because, well, it’s just so gosh darn interesting.
It’s raining today and reminds me of Victoria in January. That makes me kind of homesick, and I miss my girls. It’s gotten to the point when we have our nightly “good night” call that it’s become a little mundane for Kristen and Rylee. Same old thing every night, y’know? I ask them how their day was, what they did and how they are like it’s going to change every day. Maybe you guys should suggest some interesting questions to ask so they won’t be so bored of me. I could ask them to count to potato or lick their elbows, but the effect is lost over the phone. So, yeah, suggestions are welcome.
Also, today I’ll be getting something to sit on. Having no furniture since it’s back in Victoria, I’m forced to lie on the floor to play PS2 or watch a movie. But today, thanks to a certain aunt, who is Carol, I will be getting the first piece of a couch and loveseat set. So no more sore butt for me! I’ll be able to play GTA: Vice City for hours and hours and…
And next is just sort of an experiment; I wanted to see if I could embed video into this blog. However, I had also heard about this reaction that Pepsi has when it comes into contact with Mentos (the freshmaker). Apparently, when a few Mentos are dropped into a bottle of Pepsi, Coke or cola in general, an eruption ensues (I used “ensues” in a sentence today, too, so tomorrow I’ll take a monosyllabic break). However, there is a sect of experimenters who’ve been trying the same thing but instead of using the bottle as a container, they use themselves. If you are faint of heart, I beg you not to press PLAY below:
Apparently the Vancouver Canucks weren’t even remotely affected by my diatribe denouncing their playing ability and fall in their standings because they’re all still drinking socially and playing golf.
Wooh! That was a tough one, but I think I used the word correctly as it accentuated the overall feeling of the message.
I have to pass this along. I’ve followed it for a while now, but I need to share. This guy is on his way to trading one red paperclip for a house. No, he’s not some sort of genius salesman. He’s just trading up for items until he manages to trade for a house. As of this writing he’s currently offering a speaking part in a movie being put together by Corbin Bernsen. Because of this website, he’s been interviewed by 20/20 and has met all sorts of stars (Alice Cooper, for instance, who ended up being and item up for trade). I’ll be watching to see if he actually makes it because, well, it’s just so gosh darn interesting.
It’s raining today and reminds me of Victoria in January. That makes me kind of homesick, and I miss my girls. It’s gotten to the point when we have our nightly “good night” call that it’s become a little mundane for Kristen and Rylee. Same old thing every night, y’know? I ask them how their day was, what they did and how they are like it’s going to change every day. Maybe you guys should suggest some interesting questions to ask so they won’t be so bored of me. I could ask them to count to potato or lick their elbows, but the effect is lost over the phone. So, yeah, suggestions are welcome.
Also, today I’ll be getting something to sit on. Having no furniture since it’s back in Victoria, I’m forced to lie on the floor to play PS2 or watch a movie. But today, thanks to a certain aunt, who is Carol, I will be getting the first piece of a couch and loveseat set. So no more sore butt for me! I’ll be able to play GTA: Vice City for hours and hours and…
And next is just sort of an experiment; I wanted to see if I could embed video into this blog. However, I had also heard about this reaction that Pepsi has when it comes into contact with Mentos (the freshmaker). Apparently, when a few Mentos are dropped into a bottle of Pepsi, Coke or cola in general, an eruption ensues (I used “ensues” in a sentence today, too, so tomorrow I’ll take a monosyllabic break). However, there is a sect of experimenters who’ve been trying the same thing but instead of using the bottle as a container, they use themselves. If you are faint of heart, I beg you not to press PLAY below:
