Minutia

Being another premium collection of Archon’s famous Rants and Rambles© – until I run out of breath.

Back when I was young and healthy, and working, chocolate milk and cheddar were occasional treats. Now that I am more subject to osteoporosis (bone weakening through loss of calcium), the wife ensures that brown cow juice and four or five types of cheese are available at all times.

A recent study proved that flavonoids in chocolate are good for you, the darker the chocolate, the better. Recently, locally, dark-chocolate milk has become available. MMMH, yummy! Now, if I could just get the folks who decaffeinate coffee, to decalorify all the food I like….

Because I’m compulsive, and have nothing better to do, we take receipts, and keep track of all the gasoline we put into the car. Last year’s total ran to just over $2200. We aren’t soccer moms, or run a taxi. I don’t know if that’s “normal” or not. Anybody got an opinion?

At the recent Detroit Gun and Knife show, they had a display of the two Tommy Guns, Thompson sub-machine guns, which were used in the Chicago, Valentine’s Day Massacre of 1929. Somehow they migrated to the small town of St. Joseph, north of Detroit, and were later turned over to local police, whose taser-instructing Sheriff brought them down and stood guard over them.

Son, Shimoniac, has been at his current job as a plastic parts moulder for five years. Each year, he has applied for the position of Material Handler, and each year an opening has gone to an employee with less seniority. It just occurred for the fifth time. His supervisor is apologetic, and explained that it is because he quickly became indispensable.

He can make every part, on every machine, including 5 or 6 items like bagpipe mouthpieces and CPU anti-skid mats, which are only run once a year. He recently trained a new employee – who may not be there next year – to make the mats, and is usually the one chosen to train new temps. His part achieved shipping quantity the other night and, while they were changing the mould in his machine, he covered four other machines during breaks.

The most “Internet” of Internet sentences, is currently the incorrect, “Your an idiot.” It perfectly personifies the Wild West nature of the interwebz, although it may soon be replaced by, “It’s a hoax!”

As a language geek, I often wonder how we manage to communicate as well as we do. I recently saw a photo of a dog in the newspaper, with a caption declaring that it was a “Burmese mountain dog.” Ah yes, Burma, that low-land, coastal, swamp-infested country, not well-known for either mountains – or dogs, since that last restaurant opened. Perhaps they were thinking of the Swiss dogs, from the Alps Mountains, near the capital of Bern – Bernese mountain dogs? Nah, that requires thinking.

So many people just don’t concern themselves with the nuances and exactitudes of the language. The slang term “klicks” came into being from the American Army referring to kilometers, because they don’t speak Canadian. Since the one begins with a K, I would expect the other to do so also, yet 75% of the times I read it, even by professional writers, I see “clicks.”

A Canadian Army body transport team of eight male and two females, posed for a group photo around an aluminum casket. Two of the guys were wrestling, one was photo-bombing bunny ears on his buddy, and one was staring off into space and pointing, as if at a UFO. All the rest had cheesy grins. The female corporal posted it to her Facebook page, captioned, “Putting the FUN back in funeral.”

They were all off-duty, and there was no body in the casket, but the shit hit the fan. I say, you can’t be serious all the time, but what irked me, was the claim that this picture was a “selfie.” Selfies are spontaneous, self-taken photos. They have arms in them and the focus distance is two feet or less. Posed photos from 20 feet out, are not “selfies!”

I don’t ever pick up a book to read, with the intention of being a nit-picker, but posting a few recent book reviews has made me aware of the many things I notice, but used to just ignore, in the suspension of disbelief category.

I recently finished a Clive Cussler book where the only underwater action was the ten-page recovery of a locomotive which fell off a lake ferry in a storm. I question, but can’t prove, the impossibility of a 1906 Rolls-Royce in San Francisco.

I also read a non-Cussler book centered around an underwater base. The supply ship “hoved to.” It could have heaved to, or hove to, but not hoved! The crew shared a bottle of “saki.” Saki was the pen-name of writer, H.H.Munro, or is a current Japanese manga series. The rice liquor is sake. A pair of glasses swirling in a flooding airlock were called flotsam. If it don’t float, it ain’t flotsam.

They recovered gold ingots from a sunken wreck. A Scottish character gushed that they weighed 50 stone apiece, and were worth almost a half a million dollars each. 50 pounds apiece, perhaps. Stone is a British Imperial measure of weight of 14 pounds. 50 stone would be 700 pounds. Nobody a hundred years ago, without a forklift, would pour a 700 pound gold brick, and the tiny manipulator arms of a mini-sub could not grasp, or move one. If they did, each would be worth over fourteen million dollars.

Well, that cleared a bunch of bats out of this ding-dong’s belfry. I wonder if they’ll let me post when I’m in “The Home.”???

 

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7 thoughts on “Minutia

  1. BrainRants says:

    I think the internet merely gives us access to idiots we’d normally not encounter and suffer without it.

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  2. 1jaded1 says:

    Please don’t run out of breath. Now I need to Google St Joseph. There is one on the west side of the state (my cousin lives there). I’ve never seen one north.

    Places that patronize workers like your son make me itch.

    Keep ranting…

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    • Archon's Den says:

      No need, there’s only one. The one near Chicago is the one that makes sense. I just took someone’s word that it was “up north.” Map nut that I am, I’m surprised I never got around to mapping it.
      Companies do *what is good for the company*. Occasionally, what is good for the employees is good for them. 🙂

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  3. whiteladyinthehood says:

    You’re pretty damn smart, Archon!

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    • Archon's Den says:

      I’d argue that I am merely observant, but even that happens in slow motion. Take two weeks to finish a book (often because I’m reading 3 or 4 at the same time), close the cover and go, “What did he say on page 10?” 😕

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  4. Jim Wheeler says:

    1. I began keeping a tally of all income and expenses, not just gasoline, on a software program several decades ago and it became an obsession that’s rather satisfying. It beats collecting stamps and also has the effect of curbing impulse spending because I know I’ll have to record it if I spend it.
    2. I looked at Burma on my globe and, sure enough, there are mountains in its north. Remote.
    3. “Klicks” seems to me like appealing slang for kilometer – context precludes confusion with “clicks”, but the slide of language into phonetic spelling seems unstoppable. But I’ve never been sure how to pronounce kilometer. Is it kah-lom-a-ter or kilo-meter up there? In the UK I understand it’s spelled “kilometre”. (Why do they do that?)
    4. Stone as a unit of weight is one of those interesting words the plural of which is the same as the singular. Like sheep. This is the kind of thing that must drive ESL students nuts.

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