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B is for Badison… and Banana Stand

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Have you ever dropped everything and joined the Circus? I did. BOOM! The Creative Circus in Atlanta, Ga. That’s where I’ve been since January. Happily adjusting to a new school and a whole new world of magical creativity in a sparkly, technicolor witches brew of stacked type overlaying semi out of focus environmental shots, kinetic type, puntastic copy crafting, badges and 3D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’ve starting over in a way, boosting confidence in my own decision making. Basically, I made the right choice, for me.

The spike in creative insanity is the reason I’ve been out of touch for so long. Bad Madison! Dear Lord Voldemort, so much has happened during my absence… The Harlem Shake (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0uKp0D4Gfo), the end of season 3 of The Walking Dead (didn’t see that one coming), and Tarder Sauce, the Grumpy Cat, has taken over the World.

The creative dust will never settle (fingers crossed, toes crossed, eyes crossed, t’s crossed) but I’m answering the call to return to my favorite time, Miss Lippy Time.

Stay tuned for an oncoming semi truck of engineered absurdity.

There’s always money in the Banana Stand.

I Love Flavor Ice,

Madison

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WTF?! Wednesdays: “For Pete’s Sake”

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Phrase: “For Pete’s sake”

Meaning: An interjection of disapproval

Origin: It is a polite substitute for more profane expressions such as “for Gods sake” or “for Christ’s sake.” In medieval times, it was considered sacrilegious to use the lord’s name in vain, so when the need to curse arose, people would say this as an alternative. Some say that the name “Pete” is used because Peter was one of the apostles chosen by Jesus, later declared a saint by the church. Others speculate that another curse phrase “for pity’s sake” might have influenced the choice of the name “Pete” with it’s similar sound employing the letter “p.” Though it’s hard to truly know the exaaaaaaaadkfffgnitheiohioeeeeeeee

OH SHIT, sorry. I fell asleep.

I’ve overheard a few people (all of them dinosaur aged) say this phrase lately and every time I’m like “uhhh, who dat?”

I’ve determined that “Pete” can be whoever you want it to be as long as when you voice your interjection you say it with vigor. Whoever you’re saying this to or whatever situation has brought you to this point, someone is doing you wrong and they need to cut the shit, I tell you!

I could get on board with this one. Interject some life back into it. Maybe catch people off guard. Pete’s deserve love too. Even ginger ones and Pete’s with pot smoking dragon friends who frolic in the autumn mist. Okay? Cool. See you next time.

Now go forth and be weird, which hopefully means being yourself.

And I found the origin info here, so it must be true–> http://www.worldwidewords.org
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WTF?! Wednesdays

Throughout my everyday conversations I’ve began to notice the weird phrases and sayings that magically work their way into my jibber jabber. You see?! It just happened again!

I’ve started keeping a running list of things that make me stop and think, WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?? And so begins WTF?! Wednesdays.

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Phrase: “The bee’s knees”

Meaning: The highest quality, the very best. i.e. super duper

Origin: Bees carry pollen back to the hive in sacs on their legs. It is tempting to explain this phrase as alluding to the concentrated goodness to be found around a bee’s knee, but there’s no evidence to support this explanation. It is also sometimes said to be a corruption of ‘business’, but there’s no evidence to support that either.

There’s no profound reason to relate bees and knees other than the jaunty-sounding rhyme. In the 1920s it was fashionable to use nonsense terms to denote excellence – ‘the snake’s hips’, ‘the kipper’s knickers’, ‘the cat’s pyjamas/whiskers’, ‘the monkey’s eyebrows’ and so on. Of these, the bee’s knees and the cat’s whiskers are the only ones to have stood the test of time.

One tenuous connection between the bee’s knees and an actual bee relates to Bee Jackson. Ms. Jackson was a dancer in 1920s New York and popularised the Charleston, being credited by some as introducing the dance to Broadway in 1924. She went on to become the World Champion Charleston dancer and was quite celebrated at the time. It’s not beyond the bounds of possibility that the expression became popular in reference to her and her very active knees, but 1924 post dates the origin of the phrase. I found this answer at http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/the-bees-knees.html, so it must be true.

And now we know. But I’m still going to imagine bee’s with tiny little knee caps because I like that better.

If there are any phrases, words or things that make you wonder “what does that even mean?!” post a comment and check back weekly for more WTF?! mysteries solved.

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Dill Breaker

I have often pondered if I could possibly love anything in life more than I do Claussen dill pickles. You can go a lot of different places with that statement, but the answer will always be no.

I fucking love dill pickles with every fiber of my being. I love the halves, I love the spears, I love the mini ones, I love the wholes ones more than Snooki ever could and I even love those delicate little sandwich slices… so delicious in my mouth. My affinity for dill pickles began as a child and continues to grow with age. If it was still appropriate to get a side of pickles that was bigger than my actual meal, I would be ALL OVER DAT!

A few weeks ago, knowing pickles make my heart skip a beat, my boyfriend brought home  “hot and spicy” pickles from the grocery store. “I can get down with that,”I thought… I don’t mind spicy things and it’s still a dill pickle after all.

WRONG!

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These pickles were created in hell. The first crunch is pleasant, but then comes the burn. This lingering burning can only compare to what it must feel like to hold a lighter to your tongue… it’s so awful… so so awful. *sniffle sniffle tear* Just the sight of these “demon things” in the refrigerator makes me frown and shake my head from side to side.

Its taken me a little while to recover from this experience, but I would never walk away from dill pickles, ever… not even if my boyfriend tries to light my mouth on fire.

-You can find Satan’s dill pickles in the sadistic isle of your local grocery store.-

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THIS JUST IN: There was an Avalanche on Bullshit Mountain

THIS JUST IN: There was an Avalanche on Bullshit Mountain <—-WATCH THIS

Finally, the election is over! But, while most sane adults have the mental capacity to accept the results and get back to the day to day, for others (FOX NEWS) reality just simply can’t be real… and 1+1=4.

This article from The Huffington Post of Jon Stewart’s mocking of the Fox News’ election night meltdown is a certified LOLathon and I just needed to post the link for easy access ad infinitum… gobblety goop.

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