rodomontade (rod-uh-muhn-TADE; roh-duh-; -TAHD), noun:
Vain boasting; empty bluster; pretentious, bragging speech; rant.

Rodomontade comes from Italian rodomontada, from Rodomonte, a great yet boastful warrior king in Italian epics of the late 15th – early 16th centuries. At root the name means “roller-away of mountains,” from the Italian dialect rodare, “to roll away” (from Latin rota, “wheel”) + Italian monte, “mountain” (from Latin mons).

and for the math fans…

singularity (sing-gyuh-LAR-i-tee) noun

1. Something that is distinctive, unusual, or remarkable.

2. A unique quality.

3. Mathematics: A point at which a complex function is undefined, one where no derivative exists but the neighborhood of which contains point where the derivative exists. Also known as a singular point.

4. Astrophysics: A point or region where gravitation forces cause space and time to be infinitely distorted and matter to be infinitely compressed — the state of matter falling into a black hole.

[From Late Latin singularitas.]

rodomontade (rod-uh-muhn-TADE; roh-duh-; -TAHD), noun:
Vain boasting; empty bluster; pretentious, bragging speech; rant.

Rodomontade comes from Italian rodomontada, from Rodomonte, a great yet boastful warrior king in Italian epics of the late 15th – early 16th centuries. At root the name means “roller-away of mountains,” from the Italian dialect rodare, “to roll away” (from Latin rota, “wheel”) + Italian monte, “mountain” (from Latin mons).

and for the math fans…

singularity (sing-gyuh-LAR-i-tee) noun

1. Something that is distinctive, unusual, or remarkable.

2. A unique quality.

3. Mathematics: A point at which a complex function is undefined, one where no derivative exists but the neighborhood of which contains point where the derivative exists. Also known as a singular point.

4. Astrophysics: A point or region where gravitation forces cause space and time to be infinitely distorted and matter to be infinitely compressed — the state of matter falling into a black hole.

[From Late Latin singularitas.]

Good Morning!

Resynching my sleep schedule. 🙂

I dreamt last night that I was on a ship, bound for Antarctica…snow falling into the sea, ice floes occasionally bouncing off of the hull. There was some sort of castle and lighthouse on the shore (nothing like that in this reality, as far as I know of.) My sweetheart was with me, and the sea was very calm. We were both going to work in the keep there… in different offices, but close enough to have lunch together. (For some reason, that was what we were talking about.. going to a nice place to eat once we had arrived…and no, her job wasn’t that of a saucy dance hall chanteuse…that’s just a hobby.)

I don’t know if it has any connection to sleep time, but I’m wanting a fresh blueberry muffin and coffee for breakfast…I’m settling for some earl gray tea, corn flakes, and hot buttered toast with strawberry preserves. Nummy!

Hey! Freakazoid is on at 5:30 am! I’d forgotten about that!

and Newt is –

Do I have a mullet?

UPDATE: Why, no, I don’t!

Got together with my buddies Cathi and Dave last night, went to Nickels…Cathi is due next week, (the critter is in the birth canal at this point, I’d guess) so this’ll probably be the last time I see them before the baby is born. We had the most gender-confused server… “She” had craggy features, and adam’s apple and very muscular hands, in addition to a face with pancake foundation makeup akin to a clown’s (in my eyes, anyhoo… think torch song trilogy). I guess that lifestyle choice, like so many others, has it’s fashion risks, too. “She” was a good server, and very friendly, however. I wonder how many people base tips off of appearance and such over performance as a whole.

got my power mac 7500 from Dave last night. cute machine, but my mac-knowledge is very limited. aside from taking a loooong time to boot, it seems perfectly serviceable… I need to get drivers for the modem, though. (he kept one of the hard drives that had some vital stuff on, otherwise I’d have been up and surfing with it last night. Since my sweetie hit the bricks early early last night I fiddled with it a bit while watching the cartoon network.

I *really really* want a digital camera now. I think the ‘wait and see until the desire has passed’ stage is over, and that I’ll grab one over thanksgiving weekend, in order to post more images from walkies and such.

How many pictures of a potato can people want to see?

mister potato man first seen in found_objects! thanks to juliabee for showing me the community!

little red riding hood pic… must be cold in the woods!

Home

To me, this is nifty. assorted found stuff. Perfect for my interests, a pack rat with no more room in the house. 🙂

an example –

osculate (OS-kyuh-layt) verb tr.

1. To kiss.

2. Mathematics: (For a curve) to touch another curve in such a way that they have same tangent and curvature at the common point.

verb intr.

To touch or to bring together.

From Latin osculatus, the past participle of osculari, from osculum (kiss; literally, little mouth), diminutive form of os (mouth).

demur (dih-MUR), intransitive verb:
1. To object; to take exception.

2. To delay.

noun:
1. The act of demurring.

2. Objection.

3. Delay.

Demur comes from Old French demorer, “to linger, to stay,” from Latin demorari, from de- + morari, “to delay, to loiter,” from mora, “a delay.”

osculate (OS-kyuh-layt) verb tr.

1. To kiss.

2. Mathematics: (For a curve) to touch another curve in such a way that they have same tangent and curvature at the common point.

verb intr.

To touch or to bring together.

From Latin osculatus, the past participle of osculari, from osculum (kiss; literally, little mouth), diminutive form of os (mouth).

demur (dih-MUR), intransitive verb:
1. To object; to take exception.

2. To delay.

noun:
1. The act of demurring.

2. Objection.

3. Delay.

Demur comes from Old French demorer, “to linger, to stay,” from Latin demorari, from de- + morari, “to delay, to loiter,” from mora, “a delay.”

El Dildo Bandito Strikes!
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A string of brightly colored ceramic penises that dangled from a clothesline in a controversial artwork titled “Hanging ‘Em Out to Dry” was stolen Saturday morning from the Boulder Public Library, police said. In its place hung an American flag and a note: “El Dildo Bandito was here.”

UPDATE!: LJ account of the dildo bandito here!
UPDATE!: ceramic weiners recovered!

Almost Too Much Porn For University of Toronto
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After CBC’s Max Allen donated material, university grappled with what to do next

At the University of Toronto, behind a door marked “Do Not Enter — Alarmed Directly To The Toronto Police Service,” two students are cataloguing what may be one of the largest collections of modern pornography in Canada. Neither seems particularly alarmed.

While one inputs the information into a computer, the other is nonchalantly reading out the titles of videotapes that fill a dozen shelves: Never Enough, New Meat, Night Magic, Dirty Minutes, Peep Show, Plain Brown Wrapper, Spank Your Buddy.

They are working under the supervision of Professor Brian Pronger, of the faculty of physical education, who is gratified to see that the porn videos have a particularly large historic sweep. “Some of it is from Italy and goes back to the earliest days of filmmaking — there’s one that I’m guessing is from 1910 or 1915 because it’s very jerky,” says the professor. “Oh, I guess I shouldn’t use that word.”

Scotland Makes Bid For Shallowest Country
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Men hate shopping, a survey of 18 to 24-year-old men has confirmed. So a Scottish shopping centre has set out to attract their girlfriends by offering “surrogate boyfriends” who will accompany the ladies during their spending spree. The surrogates have vowed to admire and compliment the lady shoppers, to be enthusiastic and attentive. In a related bid to mollify the potentially jealous, young men, the centre has set up a men-only “recharge zone” where the grown-up boys can stay and play video games and table football or read men’s magazines.

I’m going to go out for some fresh air…do a little laundry, get some walkies in, and take some supper with Dave & Cathi. I’m not going to stay out too late, as it’s a “school night”. I estimate that I’ll be home between nine and ten, and will give a full report at that time. 🙂

Now, to gather loose clothing into a manageable pile for the haul… I’m going to walk to the ‘mat, because the sky’s clear, and the air is cool… hey, maybe I’ll get my mac from them tonight! I’ll probably launch about 6.

Sunday. The perfect day for reading in bed and a lovely nap.

Thanks again today, and every day to all the veterans out there that worked to make the world a better place.

It is appreciated more than can be said.

for more info on the origins, here.

empyrean em-pie-REE-un; -PEER-ee-, noun:

1. The highest heaven, in ancient belief usually thought to be a realm of pure fire or light.

2. Heaven; paradise.

3. The heavens; the sky.

adjective:
Of or pertaining to the empyrean of ancient belief.

Empyrean comes from Medieval Latin empyreum, ultimately from Greek empurios, from en-, “in” + pyr, “fire.”

Got together with Danny today, and had a good time. This morning, first thing we swung by the Chesapeake Bagel Bakery for breakfast…run by a really nice couple of ladies… they make yummy bagels from scratch, and we saw some of the cutest little kids come in from the next door karate studio. After Breakfast, we swung over to the local Barnies for a place to hang out before going to see monsters, inc… to pass the time , we did a little low-end wargaming, punching each other out with champions characters for a bit. We got caught up in that, and general chatter, so we just skipped the movie and walked around a bit, to unkink after sitting in the coffee shop for about three hours, and having a chai.

Afterwards, we visited the IGFA Museum. It’s an interesting facility… beautiful architecture, and a lot of nifty exhibits… I was really impressed with the level of upkeep on the boardwalk (I fell in love with the little turtles following us, looking for some snackies…) , and actually learned stuff in a nice fashion, too. Got to see Ernest Hemingway’s boat, too, and it was mucho nifty.

The Museum was a pure impulse trip…we were en route to Dave & Busters, and just saw the sign. We figured it’d be kitchy, so what the heck. I’m still shocked that a fisihng museum was interesting and pleasant to visit. 🙂

Afterwards, we went out for a late lunch, which was delicious, and we talked seriously about where we’re going in life. Dan seems to think he’ll be better off teaching after he finishes getting his degree, then he can get to resting comfortably on summer vacations, plus all of his test will be written for his assorted classes. Honestly, I think he’d be better off teaching elementary or college classes.

I see only wonderful things in my future…growth, happiness, and more time with my sweetie and pals. feels good. 🙂

Speaking of which, my sweetheart should be getting home soon from her night out, so I’ll wrap up. G’nite, LJ!