posted on Jun, 3 2016 @ 10:28 PM
Okay --- so, my parents....
when I was growing up, word-play was a household open challenge.
My mom first introduced me to the phrase "blithering idiot". I loved it. It's so rarely heard or read, but I thought it was a real zinger......
And you know those roadside pull-over spots where they put a picnic table and a bronze "commemorative historical significance plaque"...For reading
material during outdoor brief stops...
like Rest Stops with history as a placemat....and you can find them because they have a sign on the highway that says
"Historical Marker >"
(they're just, like, brown, though. UPS brown. Blend in with the surrounding overgrown disturbed landscape brown.
Sadly, Congress would probably prefer to just hang a plain old brown paper bag there on the previous mile-marker. Or a cardboard sign with crap
lettering. They might still do that, I bet. Anyway, that's the so-called advertising pot-o-gold.....the "Call To Action!" that the state and
national parks have out there for highway and byway surfers......
Right? Yes, I recently learned that my Dad sardonically referred to those as
"hysterical markers"....
which completely cracks me up.
So lately I'd been thinking about these little linguistic blips in my memory and how embedded they are ..
and I was talking to my mom yesterday and shared with her that little fond blip...
I said, "Mom, I wanted to tell you that every time I hear the phrase 'blithering idiot' I think of you."
Those words came out of my mouth.
And she said, "Well, thank you!" with a smile in her voice......
and I peed myself a tiny bit laughing so hard while lamely explaining that it was because she had first said it, not because it fits her!!!!
so - I almost made a new thread to share those two phrases that my childhood graced me with:
blithering idiots and hysterical markers.
IDK - it just sorta seemed to fit in here.
idioms are fantastic tools for humor.....