I realized today that it's about time I cleaned up after my birthday party since, well, my birthday was in July. I had an excuse that evening and perhaps the next day because my honey was all injured and shit. But four months and the change of a season later is a little ridiculous.
CAWOW! time again. Just like last week, I took this photo, and then blindly pointed to a word in the dictionary.
tran·scen·den·tal (trăn'sĕn-dĕn'tl) - adj.
1. Concerned with the a priori or intuitive basis of knowledge as independent of experience.
2. Asserting a fundamental irrationality or supernatural element in experience.
2. Surpassing all others; superior.
3. Beyond common thought or experience; mystical or supernatural.
My homework: Use transcendental in a sentence describing the above photo.
Despite Zube Girl's assertion that to live in a clean environment will lead to a more tanscendental life experience, her lack of housekeeping prowess proves she really couldn't care less.
Your turn! Can you use this week's word to describe the above photo? This was so much fun last week, I've decided to do the CAWOW! this way from now on.
Oh yeah, need advice? Well you're in luck because we need advisees.
Sunday, November 13, 2005
CAWOW!
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Oh, so that's where all the snow went. Why'd you hog it all? I could have used some in Meeker. Snow hoarding bitch. ;)
Happy belated birthday to a transcendental blogger.
Phil
http://nomadechoes.blogdrive.com
Oh, no, we just got this yesterday and this morning. You visited right in between two storms. Where is Meeker? That sounds really familiar. Sadly, I've lived in Colorado for six years now, but haven't traveled much outside of the I-70 corrider.
Niiiiiiice!
The snow in Breckenridge is legendarily transcendental, and I hope to find out for myself as soon as I get a fucking job.
Zube, Meeker is about 3.5 - 4 hours west & north of you (pretty sure). But see, you're still hoarding it all . . . didn't even share any snow with me while I was there.
Phil
http://nomadechoes.blogdrive.com
Mother Goosemous- Me, TOO! We're actually running a pay for two get the third night free special right now among a couple of others. I can't wait to meet you!
Phil- I thought it might be around there.
Madbull- And red wine's not even *supposed* to be cold!
When I first looked at the photo I thought the snow was bubbles. Then I got to thinking what kind of party was there that creates a floeer full of bubbles? A party that transcends all others. A transcendental party. I gotta have me one of them.
"Concerned with transcendental matters such as chapped ass, Zube Girl had little concern for everyday tasks such as housekeeping."
Also references a prior post ;)
Barbara- That would be AWESOME if those were bubbles! Just awesome.
Junebee- You hit the nail on the head. ;-)
Love your blog... found out about it on "I talk to much.com"
You should have thrown a second party to add to the mess so that you could extend your time avoiding cleaning with a little less guilt.
Im glad that we dont have snow yet...
"ZubeGirl had a transcendental experience when she sat down in her birthday chair and had to be rushed to the hospital with a frost-bitten ass."
Ummm, well, I tried. :)
unlike her languorous party guests - the wine bottle and the birthday girl chair, - Zube Girl was not be weighed down by the transcendental snow drifts of indolence.
Cawow!
Funny, I always assumed transcendental referred to getting zoned out on happy drugs while having your teeth drilled.
Jeff- Thanks! I should just pretend that I had a four month party to attend and haven't had time to clean it up.
Bonanza- Let me say right now that if I ever have to get frost bite, let it be on my ass because then maybe they'll have to trim it down a bit.
Leo- I am impressed! You used 'indolent'. That's a good word.
Kyknoord- If only you'd have written the dictionary.
Madbull- *gasp* Me? Rite rong? I nevver rite rong. I'm a reel gud riter.
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