What a strange, demented feeling it gives me when I realize I have spent whole days before the inkstone, with nothing better to do, jotting down at random whatever nonsensical thoughts have entered my head.
Monday, December 22, 2003
Some phrases possibly only my family uses:
Every which way come Sunday: a stronger version of "every (which) way". We tried every which way come Sunday, but the damn sheets just don't fit the bed. I've heard eight ways come Sunday, but only rarely.
I'll be darn-garned: a variation of "I'll be darned". The recycling truck didn't come, eh? Well, I'll be darn-garned.
Then there are these two, which I thought were ours alone until I found both of them in the same Stephen King book (Bag of Bones). That's when I started checking the house for wiretaps and bugs.
pick-em-up truck: a pickup truck.
whole fam-damily: amusing misspeak for "whole damn family".
I think that's it. If I come up with any more, I'll post them.