Last night I had a run in with about 456 celebrities in Nashville (okay, that number may be an embellishment)....I went to a bar after a long day of meetings and work where I met/saw/stood next to/gawked at/touched/stalker stared at the following celebrities:
JESSICA SIMPSON!! (WHAT??? LOVE her!)
Kid Rock (officially a greasy, slimy lookin' sleaze...hopefully he's cooler than he looks...for his sake)
Rascal Flatts (minus lead singer, but who really knows them without the lead singer anyway??)
Kelli Pickler (super cute hair...)
Eddie George (Amy grazed his "Heismanish" thigh...and loved it....Jess's trade-in for Romo, maybe?)
Hinder (do they really think they fit in at a NASHVILLE country bar? Stood out like a sore thumb...)
Myself and my friends were - to say the least - star struck....literally. We couldn't move. And refused to until Jess (that's what her BFFs call her...so it's ony appropriate now, right?) took a picture with us. AND we decided she made a mistake in not hanging out with us more that night. No really. We're pretty cool and she would have liked us. Her loss.
I'm beginning to think I'm a star magnet....they just flock to me. I tend to run into them in the most RANDOM places - where no celebrity would normally be. And with my ever-extending list of celebrity run-ins (i.e. Old Man Shatner - though this wasn't really a run-in, more of a proximixic "meeting", Snoop, Brett Favre, etc.) I think I've elevated myself to the next level of celebrity fanatic. Celebrity stalker. I'm past the reading of celebrity news in US Weekly and In Touch magazines...I'm a frequenter (is that a word?) of the favorite celebrity bars. And it's only V.I.P for me. Word.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Words are weird....
(Disclaimer: If you are uncomfortable with offensive language use….do not read this blog. And if you love the F-bomb as much as I do. Read on.)
Words are weird. The way they look, sound, and the manner in which they're used. And who decides what word is used for what? And when exactly does Mr. Webster decide a word is worthy enough to be inducted into the dictionary?
These questions ensued during a long drive from Nashville to Cookeville then to Knoxville (what's with all the "villes" in the south?) It even continued on the even longer trip home. Let me back up for a second. The legendary Ms. Amy & I were trippin' (as in road trippin') out to east Tennessee last week and somehow during our highly intellectual conversation, this topic developed. A plethora of words were discussed and analyzed in our "weird word" discussion. The first of which was "f*ck." Yep….we deeply analyzed it. We did discuss other words, but this particular word will be the topic of this particular blog due to it's unique characteristics. I'm not sure how many people make it a habit to analyze words in normal conversation (unless you're in the Communication Studies graduate department at NMSU, where Morgan's seminars often lead into after-dinner conversations of Saussure's idea of the signifier & signified), but we did. The verdict of our scrutinization? Basically, that this word is borderline amazing.
First of all, it is just fun to say.
Go ahead, say it. "F*ck."
Feels good, doesn't it?
Regardless of how well it rolls off the tongue, there is more concrete reasoning behind the amazingness (does "amazingness" even count as a word?) of "f*ck." It has numerous functions and meanings. It can be used as a noun, adjective, or even as an interjection. Plus, it is considered both a formal word AND a slang word! No really, Webster that sh*t. Definitions of this word include, but are not limited to the following:
-to have sexual intercourse (verb)
-the actual act of sexual intercourse (noun)
-to treat unfairly (verb)
-used to express anger, disgust, etc. and is normally followed by a pronoun, such as YOU! (interjection)
Okay, now that we've got the basic definitions and usages out of the way, another topic needs to be discussed. Why and how did the word become widely known as a curse word? I'll be honest, I don't know the history of the word, but I'd be interested to research it. Another question – WHO the hell decided that it was going to be a forbidden utterance? I want to be the one who decides this type of thing! Because, quite frankly, that's a lot of power. Sooooooo…..Amy & I decided we're switching it up. We're no longer going to use the F word, at all. We're going to adopt its literal definition (i.e. "sex") and going to substitute it for "f*ck." Think about it. Learn it, live it, love it. And if you want to do your part in revolutionizing the English language, spread it.
So that's it from here. Quit sexin' around on the internet and sexin' get back to work!
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