Sunday, August 16, 2009

Standard Speech

If thou art unaware of what this blog post's title is referring to, therefore refer to the previous two posts and allow yourselves to be enlightened, for I would just like to say that, in all respect to those who prefer to use it instead of the glorious Enligh Language with which I use to communicate with thou, I absolutely and entierly loathe the hopelessly limeted set of vocabulary (also known as Standard Speech) that the majority of the population sees it fit to use.

(Standard Speech Translation: I Hate Standard Speech.)

Procopious - The BEST Medieval Name EVER and the best Word (I Think, Anyway)

Hey Caitlin, why the long title?

I'm not even going to answer that... you know why... I LOOOOOOVE long things: long paragraphs (my standard paragraph has about 148 words... and it's only one sentence), long sentences, long books, long posts, long poems, etc. You should see (if you haven't already) my "Who is This Isaac Wright Guy?" post... it's proof that I like long things...

Anyway... unlike my previous post, I won't stall for so long before I reveal the nature of this new "corruption" that I have made in the integrity of the English language. (Translation from Standard English to Standard Speech: Instead of annoying you like I did last time with a nefariously long computer break, I will show you the total contamination I have done to the kickawesome language of English {which most of you refuse to use/understand} right now.)

Procopious is a BEAST Latin Medieval name (look it up if you don't believe it). I don't think I'd be able to name any of my kids that... I mean, what would you nickname a kid with a name like Procopious? Pro? Copious? Proco? But it IS a chill name.

I (because that's just one of my dimensioned hobbies, destroying the ever-neglected English Language) have redefined the word "Procopious" to mean "Preposterously Precarious" (Or in Standard Speech: Unreasonably Dangerous).

I used it a lot while I was hiking in Idaho 'cause the rocks were slippery and the whole thing was absolutely absurd at times... saying things like "this is just procopious," and "this rock is procopious." as well as saying that it took "Procopious Skill" to climb over those rocks. (Standard Speech Translation: it took kick'mazing navigation-of-insanely-trippy-stuff skills to climb over those rocks)

But that's basically it.

Summary: Procopious is a Medieval Latin name as well as a word that (in Caitlin's Dictionary of Strange but True words) means "Preposterously Precarious". Got it?

Good. Now I need a Slurpee.

Filarious

A one word title? What abomination is this? I mean seriously? WHO DOES THAT AFTER NOT BLOGGING FOR SO LONG?

I do. So deal.

Now of course (I know what you're thinking, it's not really all that creepy so get used to it) you're wondering what this one word means. If I told you that I wouldn't tell you what Filarious meant, then you'd kill me before tomorrow, and that'd be bad (frankly, I don't want to die, some people do, but not me) so I'll tell you... just not right now.

I have to stall for about.... three hours first.

Seriously... I'm not joking... No one takes me seriously these days. They did... back in, like, the 1700s but that's a different story.

Go do something interesting now while I stall, lay around next to my computer and torture you by making you wait for three hours to finish this post.

Three hours later:

Okay. Now I'll tell you what Filarious means.

As soon as you give me a cookie.

Nah, just kidding... I know it's killing you, so I'll tell you.

Filarious is a combination of the words "Nefarious" and "Hilarious" and means "nefariously hilarious". So if you say that something is "Filarious" that means that the object/person/place you're describing is either:

1. SO nefarious (which basically means devious) that it's funny.
2. SO hilarious (you know what that means... and if you don't well, you need to go back to kindergarten/hang out with me {I will be happy to show you what hilarious means... I mean what else are you supposed to do with a pile of matches, your neighbor's backyard, some gasoline and a batch of smelly laundry?}) that it's nefarious.

Do you understand? 'Cause if you don't you can always call me... but I will warn you beforehand... I will laugh at you.

So that's it. Finish your popcorn and get outta here.

Oh and be sure to come back next time... I've got something Filarious planned... :)