YSaC, Vol. 1092: Meme week, Day 2: Ottoman.
Just when you think you’ve seen every possible permutation of ottoman …
couchs, end tables, kitchen tables, rocking chair
For sale! fill your whole house. Beautiful sectional microfiber couch with odiment , $220.00 matching Chair and two odiments. $100.00 Plum colored rocking chair, $25.00 Beautiful kitchen table with glass top. $50.00 Give me your best offers.
couch & chair W/ fool stool – $150
Couch & chair With oudimum $150.00 Green in color
I was curious to see if an odiment was actually a thing. I don’t know why — it’s a terrible Scrabble word, other than being a bingo, since the only thing worth more than one point is the D. As long as you’re making stupid words, Pigstick is a much better word, and all you would need different on your rack is a P instead of an O, a G instead of a D, an S instead of an M, an I instead of an E, a C instead of an N, and a K. I mean, you’re so close. It’s almost worth turning in your whole rack because really, what are the chances of you getting QZYXTHT again?*
Anyway, an odiment. Turns out, it’s not a thing. But despite its complete lack of thingness, a rhyming dictionary offered me suggestions for other non-things that rhyme with odiment. Like emhodiment, which turns out to be an OCR-misread of embodiment. Either way, I think that’s cheating, Mr. Rhyming Dictionary; it’s no fair rhyming a word with another word that contains the word itself. It’s like rhyming nerky with anerky.
Oh, right, there’s oudimum too. Sorry, I just can’t go on. I’m exhausted. I wish there was somewhere I could put my feet up.
Thanks to Tara and Matthew!
*Note: I have had this very Scrabble abomination. I pronounced it QZYXTHT.
All better now. A 9 and a 6 look so much alike. 8)
Whew, almost had an emergency there, Windy.
Yeah. Lucky Taco and I kept calm and didn’t panic!
*hides homemade shiv under cushion in lounge*
No no don’t put it there hide it under the odiment!
For a moment there, we nearly had anerky in the Yousuckay!*
*Yes, I know it’s terrible. *gets coat*
I love it!
The one day I am up earlier than normal…I have to deal with withdrawal symptoms.
And it’s not a good idea to drink before work. It helps, but it’s not a good idea.
*hic*
Thash infurmashun that woulda been hepful shree ares ago.
*hic*
What did I do?
Edit: Oh, I think I see. It looks like I wrote the whole post, saved it, and then never bothered to save the pesky details like when it was supposed to go live, the category, and the tags.
D’oh. That’s what I get for writing a post late at night. Well, that, and the incoherent mess you see above.
Do as you oudimum, ad acid to… chrysanthemum?
Adding acid to the chrysanthemums sounds like something Miss Marple’s evil twin would do to brighten up a long day at the rest home.
I want a fool stool! And it rhymes too!
Where my husband sits when he decides it’s time to be ‘King of his domain’.
I pity the stool!
I’ve had JOZXYKQ once. Luckily, I’ve never had to say it.
Well, then I hope the doctor’s knew why you were there and that there was an antibiotic for it.
Having it and not being able to say it…is a very bad thing.
Fortunately, Valtrex is easy to say. 8)
You know what they say: It’s no shame to have it, but it is a shame to keep it. Or to pass it down to your friends.
The doctor’s WHAT, mudsy?? I’m dying to know!
You’ll have to ask Taco to explain. It’s his “issue”…..
*keep this just between you and me*
I told you to stop working my side of the street, Mudsy.
*Pouts*
Sorry. I thought this was your day off. You weren’t wearing your CFM pumps.
😉
It’s pronounced “Throat Warbler Mangrove.”
That’s not even your real nose, it’s polystyrine!
I’ve got a good friend who uses that as his online moniker, only he swaps the Q and the K…
And I have no idea how he pronounces it.
Actually I typoed it. The Q and K should be the other way around.
I can’t even spell a fake word correctly.
😀
Victory!
odiment
n
1. Matter that sticks to the bottom of a shoe
2. Material that has been deposited by Steven Wright, Lewis Black, or Rowan Atkinson.
odiment:
1) the finishing touch to a snarky sammich
3) the hidden thing smelling behind the couch
Sorry to over-analyze, LL.
[super-anal technical writer]
Is it a hidden thing that is smelling the odor that’s coming from behind the couch? Or is it a thing that is hidden behind the couch and emitting an odor?[/super-anal technical writer]
Can’t it be all of those?
Heh. “Super-anal.” Heh heh.
Yes. It is an interpretive statement, take it how you mean it. Hopefully, not anal.
odiment: That sad Christmas decoration that was never quite pretty enough to actually put on the tree.
Odiment: the ointment that made Michael Jackson o.d.
Or it could be a failed flavor/name that Wrigley’s rejected for their gum.
“Odiment: When All You Want To Do Is Get That Bad Taste Out Of Your Mouth”
Is there such a thing?
As an example, I give you Schweddy Balls
Anybody for some ice cream?
No.
Freakin’.
Way.
I thought this was a joke. This is a real Ben and Jerry’s flavor?! It says it has malted milk balls in it. I wonder if it’s salty, too.
That’s one of my all time favorite SNL skits. I totally need to buy a pint of that when we get close to the holidays!
I thought shoe detritus was “Pediment.”
quilty, quilty…
Quilty is one of the characters in Lolita, isn’t it? Ew.
/lit nerdery
You are exactly right. Dracula played him in the updated version. Langella.
Ahhhh! Taco! Is that a rash?
It’s that word. It makes all the kitties hide under quilts.
odiment = odd condiment
Plum ketchup for your sausage?
Bleu cheese whipped cream for your vegetable soup?
Onion chutney for your ice cream?
… I’ve just made myself sick. I’m going to go in the corner and lie down until the feeling passes.
Is it wrong I thought all of those things sounded delicious?
Mmmm, odiments… Still not paying $100 for them, though.
Ottomans? All they ever did was slowly collapse like a flan in a cupboard.
I do believe you mean the Austro-Hungarians. The Ottomans were full of furniture for some reason.
…The site just accused me of cheating when I clicked ‘Adore’ on Taco’s comment o.O bwa?
Cheater!
It knows you’re his sister.
Relationship drama with matching odi et amo. $220 or give me your best offer. You’ll feel ready for the fool stool in no time.
Despite fierce competition yesterday, Sister Lyle is in the box! I’ll be printing out your words from yesterday so you can eat them, Sis. Just goes to show you need to cuss more to get lots of adores. 8)
Damn skippy!
You bet your f’ing ass!
Too much?
OT regarding swearing
Now that I’m working graveyards, I’ve noticed my potty-mouth has gotten worse. It definitely comes from working with a bunch of guys that have learned that I’m not offended by swearing and will join in if appropriate.
/OT
I got that way working surrounded by a bunch of guys, and then I went to college … and then I hung out with journalists. Some of best (relative term, I realize) cussers I know, however, are female. More creative.
On the other hand, I totally compartmentalize. If there’s a chance that children or old ladies/my parents can overhear, I edit/censor myself. Kids will learn that shit soon enough without my help.
I have the oddest coirkers; most of them not only don’t curse, they refer to cursing as “blessing” – i.e. “I really got blessed out today.” “She really blessed me good.”
It depends on your meaning of the term “blessed.” I’d like to think of it as a euphemism for doing the nasty.
Now those terms make perfect sense!
Thanks for that, mudsy – now every time one of my coirkers says that I’ll burst into laughter and utterly ruin my reputation for being an emotionally barren robot.
I used to work on building sites a lot and the men (there were never any other women) would usually swear in front of me then ‘remember’ I was there and say something dumb like ‘Pardon my French’ (an expression which really annoys me) – I never bothered pointing out that not only did I not care, and frequently used far worse language myself, but that I knew those words in German and Swedish as well.
(I know a lot of German words, but only two Swedish ones and both of them are very, very bad.)
I know two words for food in Hungarian, and the rest are obscene insults. (I lived with someone whose parents were (a) Hungarian and (b) expressive.) Multiculturalism’s great! 8)
The only German sentences I know come from a hilariously offensive “German Sketch” from a show I was in years ago. No actual cursing but the arrangement of otherwise innocuous words results in definitely-not-‘company’-talk. Or in fact ‘utter-in-the-presence-of-other-people-even-if-they’re-just-weirdos-on-the-bus-at-2am’-talk*.
*Sorry affronted-looking lady with many bags on the night bus last month. I didn’t realise you spoke German. :s
Ratty, I used to say Pardon my Klingon. Just as silly a response but maybe a smidgen funnier.
Just don’t cuss in church. All the pews are flammable.
Well, fiddlesticks and fiddle-dee-dee, is that how it’s done?
Don’t speak the language?
Just ask me, I can tell you what Odiment.
Thank you, Rosetta Stone!
Oudi Odi had children, some.
“Bangly Fongly,” said the Oudi mum.
Away she wandered after her message sent,
And we can only wonder what Odi ment.
[OT]I don’t know if it was one of the regulars, or a lurker, but I’m apparently infamous.
Last night I was playing Swords and Potions over on Kongregate, and cruising the chatroom stirring up trouble when I got a private message from one of the other players asking if I was the same TacoMagic from YSaC.
o.O We’re Big-Time* people!
*May be 79% less Big-Time than indicated.
Maaaaaaaaaaaaa! Someone’s stalking me!!
😀
I’m supposed to be doing all the stalking around here!
Best check to see if they took the squirrel costume as well.
Tweak. Oddment. Blubber.
On second look, I realize I’ve got this in the wrong order. That’s what I get for trying to do it from memory rather than looking it up. Here’s what I meant:
Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
I still knew what you were talking about!
Now we can eat!
You gotta be really careful when boiling your clowns. They contain high levels of Odiment that can leech out during the boiling process and calcify on the inside of your pans. Calcified Odiment is hard to get off and makes anything else you try to cook in that pan taste funny.
I’ll be in the corner.
I think they calcify on the inside of your pants. It’s called Clown Spooge.
Clown Spooge is IF’s Limp Bizkit parody band.
I thought it was Nine Inch Pails.
– Neville is not an idiot, and Luna is not an odiment!
– I grow weary of contradiction…
I wonder if the odiment will match my decorator chickens I got last month.
Lou’s idiot cousin?
Sis, you really deserve this Punchity Punch Punch!
G’Night, Fool Stool on the Hill!