First Tale Meets The First Critic
28
Jul
2008
Jul
2008
We arrived in Portland on a beautiful Spring-like day. Pulled the car to a stop, finally, in front of the house, and slowly uncoiled ourselves from those form-fitting seats. I’m not afraid to admit that she and I are from different generations, and I confess I missed the cultural wave that brought new meaning to “random”, so I’m not exactly sure what she meant. But it troubled me a bit because I caught a hint of the pejorative in the word.
February 28th, 2008 at 7:02 pm
Random, nice. If i wasn’t currently so completely satisfied by the services provided by my current rally team i would run right out and form the Random Rally Adventure Team. Good to hear your safely home. steve
March 6th, 2008 at 10:02 am
Here’s a vote to see “random” fade away as a substitute for “I don’t know what to say about that” — I think it’s losing steam as a catchphrase. I’ve banished its misuse at my house, for whatever that’s worth…
March 7th, 2008 at 8:00 pm
Have you banished it on all days or just some days? If just banished on *some* days, how were those days selected?
March 10th, 2008 at 11:17 pm
Well Jim Baby, we roll the dice to decide, that’s how.
Urban Dictionary — vote for the right def’n