Apropos Of Nothing

There are certain words and phrases we occasionally encounter when reading that we sort of know their meaning. We might have looked up them up once in the distant past, know a root word or understood by intuition the intended meaning within the context it was used. “Apropos of nothing” is one of those phrases for me. I don’t think I’ve ever uttered those words in conversation. I may have imagined myself saying them somewhere in the English countryside before politely asking someone to please pass the Grey Poupon mustard. Well, after a lifetime of waiting for the moment, I finally wrote the words in an email to someone where I linked a story about the use of poppy seed oil to increase fertility. I’d never heard of that technique before and was still processing the concept in my head when I wrote a friendly email and just had to share the story. Which is what prompted the “apropos of nothing” lead in to the link.

So what’s it mean? Stolen from the world wide web I give you this definition:

Without reference to anything. // Without any apparent reason or purpose.

Does that sound like anything we all know and love? A certain blog? Rhymes with “The Sausages“? I’m sure you all have similar words you run across that you have the same feeling about.

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Hostage Oscar Party (Now With 100% Fewer Slow-loading GIFs!)

Well, the Academy Awards are here again. Yay. If you think you’re sick of hearing about them, try living in Southern California. It’s all they talk about on the news for the next goddamn week.

Most of us aren’t big fans of Hollywood (or as one guy I heard one time called it, HollyWEIRD–delightful!) but maybe you saw a couple of the movies that are nominated this year. Are you rooting for La La Land? Hidden Fences? Something else?

Ah, who am I kidding? We’re all boycotting the Oscars. Not for the politics (okay, maybe a little bit because of the politics) but because the most deserving film of the year wasn’t nominated:

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I’m just hoping John Wick 2: The Wick and The Dead gets nominated next year. Probably not, though.

Phillip’s Wire

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b. some secret time in a secret place

This one likes to screw

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…around.

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Makita? DeWalt? Rigid?

12V, 24V?

What’s in your toolbox?

Whip it out.

I Like My Women Like I Like My Chicken

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Thursday Remembering

Throwing Muses was a band that was around in the 80’s-90’s era with talented musicians but no wide appeal beyond a local following. In other words, they were tailor made for a couple of rock club nerds like my younger brother and me. Somehow I caught wind of a concert they were playing at WPI which was less than 200 yards away from the apartment we were renting. We paid our $5 and entered the gym where they were playing which was filled with engineering students, most of whom had never heard their music. When the lights dimmed and they started playing we started cheering like maniacs, not caring what anyone thought of us. We spent a lot of similar nights in clubs in Boston, Cambridge and Worcester drinking cheap beer and listening to bands.

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So, November

I was sorry to hear that we lost Fred Thompson today. I wanted to vote for him back in ’08, but didn’t even get the pleasure of casting a primary ballot for him. Such is life. RIP, Fred.
 

 
Well, let’s see what else this month has in store for us…
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