You never forget your first

Last night I got an automated response from *THE* Urban Dictionary, saying that my first submission was going to be sent to the editors. (They have editors? Seriously?) Anyway. I wanted to share it with y'all, especially since I'm considering becoming a more regular contributor. I've tried to retain the hallmarks of UD's better contributors, including overly specific terms that nobody would ever use, providing example phrases that in no way illustrate the meaning of the phrase, and using the database as an editorial comment on somebody you know rather than as a way to illuminate common idiom.

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Bobbie Wickham
Something of a wild girl, red headed in spirit if not in the flesh. Not opposed to a stunt of hilarity, and always in high spirits. What that poet fellow might have referred to as.... how's it go again? Tumpty tum-tum de tumpty tum in the Something or Other of Life's Great Fire.
Good viewing from a distance, but it is advised not to stand too close.

That Roberta is a real Bobbie Wickham, if you know what I mean.

by Cyrano Jones on Dec 17, 2010

tags: prankster, mischievous imp, scamp, redhead, trouble with a capital t

In that sleep, what dreams may come

Interesting boring dream. Apparently I was one of those daring pulp explorers who goes beyond the bounds of civilisation--specifically the upper Nile, because I'd found a secret temple to some sort of Aegyptian deity called the Snow Miser. And there's a curse associated with it, of course. Since it's a secret, anybody who reveals its location gets the full brunt of it.

But it's not lethal. It's really more petty. You just get uncomfortably warm, as the Snow Miser takes back all his cold.

So. I dreamed that I spent several hours lying in my bed, (my actual bed, not a fancy sumptuous dream bed somewhere) with the covers kicked off, thinking "It's bloody *hot* in here."

Not on a boat

I'm in a tiny tin box ten thousand feet in the air.
It's hot and cramped, my ass and knees ache, I'm sweating all over my nice shirt.
But I'm getting live updates on the Sharks game and chatting on IM, at least for another 45 minutes until the battery dies.

EDIT: Plus, I can go to Delta.Com and do a live update on my flight!
We're over Oklahoma! OOOOOooooooooo......