Category Archives: Humor

Abubble – Friday’s Word of the Day

Today’s dictionary.com word of the day is ‘Abubble’. Now, first things first. This fine adjective is in the scrabble dictionary and will net you a respectable 13 base points in Scrabble and an even better 18 base points in Words With Friends. Though, I should point out that there are only two B’s in standard Scrabble and Words with Friends decks, so you’ll need a wild tile to pull it off. Bananagram, on the other hand, gives us three B’s to work with, because? Well I am guessing, ‘banana’ of course, but that’s just a guess.

Abubble is defined as ’characterized by intense enthusiasm or activity: the store was abubble with last-minute shoppers’, and ‘bubbling, as while cooking or boiling’.

Dictionary.com also gives us an English language lesson in its description of the origin of abubble:

“There are English adjectives that, like abubble, can be used only in the predicate and not as attributives, such as aglow and asleep : one can say “The baby is asleep,” but not “the asleep baby.” These predicative adjectives are in origin noun phrases consisting of the preposition on governing a following noun, which also explains why predicate adjectives show no degree of comparison (e.g., asleeper, asleepest) and cannot be modified by adverbs (e.g., “The baby is extremely asleep”). Abubble entered English in the 18th century.”

I can tell you that my spellcheck does not like this word, instigating a me-said, spellcheck-said battle every time I try to type it. It’s most annoying, having to override a persistent A.I.Bot who thinks the ‘a’ should be separated from its “bubble”.

But that just won’t do for today’s word of the day. A bubble is a noun after all, but abubble is something quite different. Ultimately I win this battle of wit and words, though spellcheck is a sore loser and underlines my word in red to remind me that it’s not over. Oh no. Spellcheck will slip into autocorrect every chance it gets if I’m not on my p’s and q’s and abubble’s.

I will admit there is a certain satisfaction that comes with out-texting spellcheck. One might say that I am abubble over winning this battle when spellcheck finally puts away its red line and lets me have my way.

Anyhoo…(can you believe spellcheck didn’t tag anyhoo? I don’t think it’s speaking to me now…big baby!) I should close out with a Senryu or Haiku. (Oh, there you are Spellcheck, with your red line! You don’t like Senryu, eh? Well, I can assure you that a Senryu is a thing. It’s a Poetry form in the pattern of a Haiku 5-7-5. From Wikipedia: Senryu tend to be about human foibles while haiku tend to be about nature, and senryu are often cynical or darkly humorous while haiku are more serious. So there!)

the pols are abubble
as he wields his crayon
signing us to debt

~kat

Yep…uh-hmmm…this just happened. (My newsfeed just announced this headline on the top of my screen…”Trump Signs a Sweeping $1.5 Trillion Tax Bill into Law”.) We are so (fill in your favorite expletive here), and we, as in regular, working people, are most certainly not abubble one tiny bit…though it is also true that our tempers might just be! Grrrrr!

Have a lovely weekend!


#No Cookies For Santa

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Photo by ponce_photography at Pixabay.com

Breaking News: In a shocking turn of events, brave Mommies everywhere are speaking out and refusing Santa’s lewd advances. No more kisses! We have known about Santa’s naughty behavior for years, and it is believed thousands of children have been traumatized, but now the Mommies are fighting back. #No Cookies for Santa.

52 Words Exactly for Sacha’s 52 Weeks 52 Words Writespiration Challenge #50. This weeks prompt:  Write about how Santa ended up on the naughty list.

 


Unspoken Rule

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Photo by Bogdan Dada via Unsplash

Passersby could not help but notice the rusted chain and padlock on the loft window of the tower, but they never let on, following the unspoken town rule of silence while passing.

When visitors came to town, the locals were swift to scurry them past, lest they disturb the fiend that resided behind the faded blue shutters by asking too loudly about the chains.

It was such a sad story, you see, because the only way they could save themselves from the cruel edicts of the terrible dictator was to lock him away with cable tv, fast food and a phone for tweeting.

~kat

Sorry…just had to have a bit of fun with this one. Have a lovely week everyone. This little story is for Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on the photo above by Bogdan Dada via Unsplash


Eat the Damn Cake

Eat the Damn Cake

let’s be audacious
eat sweets, dance in the rain, laugh
life’s for the living

~kat

A single synonym “audacious” for this week’s synonymous prompt word pair: Bold & Daring, for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge.


Finito…A Month With Yeats – Day 30

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“And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,”W.B. Yeats

 

Finito

When mercury in retrograde descends
all manner of calamities ensue
before my final poem could be “penned”
I dropped my fragile iPhone in the loo!
It’s glaring at me now, it’s apple face,
perpetually glowing like a fool.
That bloody thing is buried now in rice
what peaceful thoughts I might have had are doomed.
Oh, woe is me, for I am out of sorts.
It almost makes me want to grab a pen
and scribble in a notebook just for sport…
it takes me back, you know, rememb’ring when.

Perhaps I should be thanking mercury
for making me endure this misery.
Without my phone intact I finally see
that I don’t need it to write poetry.

(but I do hope the rice works and my phone comes back to me)

~kat

Not the poem I had envisioned for my final poem this month-long challenge. I write most everything on my iphone…well, except this little rant. I suppose it’s a good way to end the month. Sometimes I take my poetry and my writing too seriously. This definitely put it into perspective for me. My head is full of words. I just need to scribble them down. That is the important thing. Thanks Jane Dougherty for this “Month with Yeats”.