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Once upon a calendar

I used to blog regularly, and even had a consistent series regarding my ridiculous calendar. Unfortunately, I was derailed by my inability to post the word-of-the-day from my calendar.

This inability came because I don’t have a working scanner at my disposal and had been using my little point-and-shoot camera to take pictures of the calendar. Then a small piece of the port on my camera got bent and I was left with no way to get pictures off of my camera. Thus my regular posts were at a stand still.

I eventually procured a card reader and was able to get pictures off again. You can tell, I never really got around to doing the calendar posts again. And now it is well into 2010. I have been using it as scrap paper for quite a while. The words are still interesting, but that calendar is sorely out of date.

I’ve actually grown quite attached to my having such a nice stack of scrap paper for notes and things.


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Normally, I feel like my calendar is making fun of me. Now it’s picking on my dad too.

worrd 026Today was one of those extra special days that your calendar marks for you. Oh, my calendar had it marked, and a special word just for Father’s Day.

It called my dad a bear.

Funny, I just called him bear just the other day.

Whenever I am home, we have a bit of a battle over the different hours I tend to keep. I’ve become one of those darn young kids who stays up with friends late into the night. At least whenever I can afford it.

My parents have reached the age and temperament that it’s easier for them to have separate sleep spaces most of the time. My mother does not sleep well, and rarely consistent hours. My father snores through the entire night and has been mistaken as trucks on a highway.

So he sleeps on the pull-out bed in the basement, while she restlessly sleeps or shuffles around the house all night.

He’s adamant that he feels sick and grumpy if he doesn’t get enough sleep.


Daddy Bear might look like this when his children disrupt his slumber.

If anyone comes in late, is loud, or walking around in the rooms above the basement he arises to silence us, leaving  the offending parties with mental pictures of a bear lumbering out of hibernation to growl “Who disturbs my slumber!”

I love you Dad.

Get some sleep.

worrd 027Happy Father’s Day.

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Word-a-DayMy calendar thinks I am an idiot. It thinks I need a definition for Sweden.

You would have to be a relative of the 2007 Miss South Carolina Teen USA for this to be truly useful. You would probably also call it “the Sweden.”

I’ll be the first to admit I could not give a one paragraph summary of Sweden’s history dating back to the Neolithic times, like my calendar did. However, that seems a bit superfluous to me, as long as we are talking about practical knowledge.

I gave up learning subjects that are generally irrelevant to my life after I finished algebra in college. I’d rather know about the current affairs of Swedish politics.

This definition was accompanied by a tiny picture depMiss South Carolinaicting Sweden as adjacent to Norway and Finland, as if no one knows. Really, I have no need for this little picture explaining Sweden’s whereabouts.

I’d have a picture of the calendar for you like my normal word-of-the-day posts, but ironically I’ve lost my little map of Sweden.

Luckily for me I actually have real maps, unlike some “U.S. Americans.”

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LycanthropyNancy Drew taught me about werewolves.

A while back, my roommate,  who aspires to be a doctor, had been telling me she was trying to get an internship in lichenology.

Being the brilliant individual that I am and only half paying attention, I was suddenly intrigued and confused.

“You’re going to study werewolves?” I asked, as I wondered what on earth she was talking about.

Now she was confused. “Werewolves? No, it’s tree fungus.”

LichensIt dawned on me that we were not talking about the same thing. I had to explain to her that I had gotten the words confused for a second, and my mind had thought “lycanthropy,” when she said “lichenology.” Which made much more sense, because she would be excited about lichens.

And I would know what lycanthropy means. It was in a Nancy Drew computer game I played as a kid. This woman thought she was turning into a werewolf and you had to solve the mystery. Naturally.

I saw this word on my calendar and just laughed. Oh, I knew the answer was A. And I was almost surprised that lichenology was not one of the options to try to trick me.

Rotary Club    Members only    Frances Brady    5/17/2009
Joyce Foundation    Policy, not practice    Frances Brady    6/3/2009
Allstate Foundation    Exclusively existing partners, teen driving and domestic violence     Shannon McFarland    6/1/2009
Grainger Foundation    Exclusively disaster relief and technical education    Shannon McFarland    6/1/2009
Motorola Fountation    Exclusively math/science education, disaster relief and technology in developing countries    Shannon McFarland    6/1/2009
Irving Harris Foundation    Exclusively children    Shannon McFarland    6/1/2009
John Deere Foundation    Prefers direct benefit for employees and neighboring communities    Shannon McFarland    6/1/2009
Gaylord and Dorothy Donnelley Foundation    Exclusively conservation and artistic expression    Shannon McFarland    6/1/2009

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Question?Try to match the definition with the correct word. You can leave a comment and explain why you choose that answer. I’ll post the actual answer from my calendar later, so you don’t have to suffer over the question forever. Or go through the work of looking it up yourself.

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Have you always wondered what single word can be used to describe an unusually elongated depression between geologic faults?

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Well, wonder no longer!


See it? This is a graben.

Graben is your word, the useless vocabulary you needed to complete your day. Now you can freely converse about the unusual length of the indent in the dirt.

My calendar has enlightened me once again, contributing to my life a word that I never knew I needed. And likely will never need. As my calendar has shared it with me, I now share it with you. Enjoy.

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If you love accumulating thoroughly pointless facts, then you might like knowing that the part of a letter that sticks up above the word is called an “ascender.” It just made me think it’s a good thing I only paid a few bucks for this thing.


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