Thursday, November 8, 2012

glismal ruminations

A gloomy and dismal day, making me wonder if it would be OK to make up a new word: Glismal.

A glismal day.

Cold and windy and grey and, well, you know ... glismal.

Since other people made up other words, I see no reason not to make up my own.

Like George Carlin's "Frisbeetarianism" -- the religion that suggests that when we die, our souls fly up on the garage roof and we can't get them down.

Since people rarely, if ever, really understand the words spoken by others or even by themselves, is there some reason we can't have some fun?

Or is that too glismal a prospect?

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