I have written previously about people with whom I come in contact on a daily basis who are whiny and self-absorbed. I was delighted to see that THE URBAN DICTIONARY has a term for the diagnosis of those who are so afflicted:
MeDD
People who have trouble talking about anyone but themselves for any length of time. The "enough about me, what do you think of me" syndrome.
EXAMPLE: I like hanging out with Andrea, but her MeDD (Me-D-D) is so annoying. She'll ask me a question, but then jumps in with something about herself.
My brother had a fire at his home recently. He had purchased and installed a pellet-burning stove. At 11:00 PM, he turned off the stove and went to bed. At approximately 1:00 AM, he was awakened by the sound of a smoke alarm.
When he got up, the house was full of smoke and he could see flames coming from the stove. He got dressed, went outside, and called the fire department. The firefighters were able to extinguish the fire quickly.
Fortunately, the only damage was around the stove and the smoke damage throughout the house.
I had never seen smoke damage in a property. When I went to visit, it was truly mind-boggling. One of his walls is mirrored and I could not see myself in the mirror. The cleaners who came to clean took all of his appliances out of the house to clean them.
When asked about the fire, he was quoted in the newspaper: "The best $10.00 I ever spent was on the smoke detectors!"
We have told everybody to buy First Alert photoelectric smoke detectors.
He said that he bought his at Big Lots! No, they didn't have any when I went there!
Before The Bionic Woman was on television, we called my mother "The Human Bloodhound" because she could detect smells which nobody else could, and the scents were usually of an unpleasant nature. After seeing Lindsay Wagner, Mother was then known as "The Bionic Nose".
Mother also had the world's best memory. Oftentimes, she would say that aromas or odors were reminiscent of ones from her childhood. After I read Remembrance Of Things Past, I told her that she was as good as Proust at remembering every detail! I would mutter, "Where's the madeleines, Mama?", whenever she would start going into excruciating detail!
I'm rather talented about recognizing perfumes and colognes people wear. In the 1970s, I was working with a man who usually wore nice colognes and after-shaves. Men's colognes were not as plentiful as today (Hai Karate, Brut, and English Leather, along with the old standards Old Spice, Aqua Velva, and Canoe were the most frequently worn). One day I said, "Carl, that smells like Aramis you're wearing." He said, "Boy, you're good; my wife just bought it for me." I told him that was what my husband wore most of the time. [My husband warned me NEVER to ask "What do you have on?" because I would be the recipient of an unwanted, risque response.]
As I had complimented Carl on several occasions, I didn't feel awkward when I said "Carl, I'm usually very good at recognizing fragrances, but you smell just like Chanel No. 5 today." He looked very sheepish and said, "I was out of any of mine, so I splashed on some of my wife's." I answered, "That's a very expensive substitute." He said, "Don't tell anybody." I said, "Since it's Chanel, it's entre vous et moi." He asked, "Huh?" I said, "Since Chanel is French, that means it's between you and me: entre vous et moi!" I was studying French--using tapes in my car--and I was forever foisting fractured French pronunciations on innocent victims!
A friend of mine says that she has such amazing olfactory prowess that she can distinguish her family members' flatulence.
Now, I'm not THAT good--or bad--depending on one's perspective!
Les and I have been holding ourselves laughing about the ex-cop who burglarized his ex-wife's house and took her Victoria's Secret "lingerie" and the value was supposedly $300.00.
Les said, "With the cost of it, that was probably four pieces."
Recently, I told this story to an acquaintance and she said, "I've never heard THAT pronunciation before." I said, "Well, it IS a French word." At least she didn't pronounce it after me to let me know she thought I had mispronounced it!
Listen to the correct pronunciation:
lan--zhuh--ree (French)
lahn--zhuh--ray (American)
With the French pronunciation, the "rie" in lingerie definitely rhymes with "see".
Les says, "You have to French-i-fy everything." I can't help that I am a Francophile!
lingerie
Source: howdoyousaythatword.com
How to pronounce lingerie in French with audio, no lingerie is not 'lon/ju/ray' in French.
A peculiar malady has been afflicting my family, but we had no name for it until today. The symptoms: we have an unbridled desire to immediately view the movies we have received from Netflix and have them back to the post office before the day is done. We cannot bear to keep a movie overnight or wait to put it in our mailbox for the mail carrier to take the following day. There is no need for this precipitancy as there is no penalty for late returns; we could keep the movies for days, weeks, or months, but we are caught up by the overwhelming urgency.
We average watching 16 movies a month!
Bless the The URBAN DICTIONARY: just having a name for our ailment has caused a lessening of the anxiety associated with the affliction.
It's called NETAFLIXIA.
NETAFLIXIA: a self-diagnosed non-medical term to describe people who are addicted to the Netflix video streaming service or DVD movies.
Patient A was diagnosed by his friends to have a severe case of Netaflixia, in which he is unable to avoid use of the service, and may behave violently towards himself and/or others if the services continue to go unused for a long period of time. (normally one week)
Patient B was diagnosed by family members to have a severe case of Netaflixia, in which movies had to be viewed immediately and returned to the post office the same calendar day.
I debated about watching Quentin Tarantino's movie Django Unchained because of the "gratuitous violence" (according to some critics), but when I heard that Spike Lee had condemned it, without seeing it, I felt morally obligated to see it, out of respect for logic. How dare Lee condemn the movie without actually having seen it? Lee's twisted logic: Tarantino, a Caucasian, shouldn't be directing a movie about slavery. How illogical is that? I think Spike had a bit of the green-eyed monster coloring his judgment. [Yes, my use of "green" and "colored" was deliberate and intentional!] If Lee cared so much about "his people", why hadn't he already directed a definitive movie about slavery? He seems to be able to acquire funding for other schlock he's directed. [an aside: Lee would definitely hate my using a Yiddish word to describe his product, after his well-documented anti-Semitic remarks.]
It's not the first time Lee's hypocrisy about Tarantino has been evident. Lee was also critical of Tarantino's Jackie Brown, because of the use of the "N" word. More twisted logic: it's OK for Lee to use the disgusting word, but Tarantino shouldn't, although it was an integral part of both Tarantino movies. Although I have not personally been on the streets of Harlem or lived during slavery, I feel fairly certain that the "N" word was used in both of those contexts!
It reminded me of the criticism of Spielberg's directing The Color Purple because he isn't black. I'm also reminded of the sheer silliness of extracting the "N" word from Huckleberry Finn. The only question to be asked: did/do people use certain words at the time and place? If it's accurate, then the "real" words SHOULD be used, whether it was from Twain, Tarantino, or Lee.
This week, I noticed on my Facebook page (in the yearly campaign to induct Richie Havens into the Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame), it was mentioned that Richie Havens' signature song Freedom was played in the background in a pivotal scene of the Django Unchained. (Listen from YouTube below.) As Richie is my all-time favorite rock and roll/folk performer I'll watch the movie in loyalty to him.
Richie's songs have been used in 34 movies and 17 television shows. Freedom, in particular, has been used as background music in 6 different movies or television shows.
After Freedom, my favorite songs of his used in movies and performed by Richie are: Morning, Morning played in The Pursuit Of Happyness and Follow played in Coming Home. Richie even has his music used in a video game and has also appeared as an actor in 8 films or television shows.
Listen to Follow and Morning, Morning because both are simply beautiful.
