Yo-Nenny and Jason came by last night for a bitteen of competitive Double Canfield, becoming so engrossed by the action that they missed the last bus home. We had an exceptionally silly time. In order, here are: Jason’s — uh — poker face; Yo-Nenny goes hysterical; Stella administers a sliming.
Between games I snapped a few photos of my newly cleaned house, for pre-rental documentation. I probably should pack up my treasures to keep them secure, but I just don’t have time.
card shark versus card sharp: wondering if you’re aware of the controversial nature of your choice of terms to depict the levity of your evening pursuits. See link below, if interested. (Glad you were rousted from your too-early slumber to catch the gawdy night sky. I was lying down on our driveway, enchanted by the fiery trails.)
http://www.wordorigins.org/index.php/more/893/
Thanks, Syd. “Card shark” is more contemporary than “card sharp” so, being a totally modern gal, I’m not surprised I chose that. But both those terms would have fallen by the wayside had I known about “yentzer,” which is now one of my new favorite words.
Also interesting that “Greek” is synonymous with “grafter” and “chiseler.” I’ll have to tell my first ex-husband that.
Why do you read this silly ole blog, Syd? You are the most loyal friend, if not the most misguided. Word from you when I’m far away will be sustaining.
xoxo
G
Your first x husband already knows that, Gin. A word(s) of advice he gave me over thirty years ago was to never deal with a Greek. It is even worse than dealing with a Jew, he advised me. Since I never knew what it was to deal with a Jew, I had no idea what it was to deal with a Greek. The only experience I had really had was dealing with brutal and cold Yankees, superstitious and sadistic Roman Catholics, and, in Pittsburgh, vicious and functionally paranoiac Scotch Irish. For my money, all human beings are scary two legged protoplasmics who will only give you the time of day if you are dumb enough to take it. Why do cats like waste baskets and their contents almost as much as fresh rolls of toilet paper? Why must the moths eat my sweaters. Doesn’t anything ever have enough of anything? Machiavelli says greed is the primary driving force of all men. (and cats). What do dogs think of this? Shooting Starlets.