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Writer's Block: Idiomatic Confusion

Whether it's a canary in the coal mine or a waitress in the weeds, idiomatic expressions can sometimes stump us even in our own language. What common expression puzzles you the most?
The expression "Shooting the shit" has always stumped me.  I have no idea where or when it actually originated, but I always imagine that it was with a couple of cowboys hanging around at the edge of  a pasture talking and shooting at piles of cow dung to pass the time.

As for the "waitress in the weeds"  thing that seems to be confusing so many people who answered this. . .  Hearing it phrased like that kind of confused me at first but once I read the explanation I realized that when I worked as a line cook we used "in the weeds" all the time to describe our situation when things got really busy.   It kinda sounds like a golf expression.  I wonder how it came to be so common amongst restaurant workers.

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Stumbled across this video the other day:

From the band Second Person.  They've got a pretty cool website too. . . http://www.secondperson.net/
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    The Alphabet Song - Second Person
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A slightly belated festival post.

Last weekend was Wild Magic at Lothlorien.  A good time was had by all.  It was wonderful to see some friends that I haven't seen nearly enough of recently.  And unlike Elf Fest, I managed to leave my anxiety (what little there has been of it) at home.  I just had an overall good time instead of an okay time punctuated by a few really good moments and a few really bad ones. 

We were hoping to head down on Thursday night after we both got off of work, but we just didn't have it together enough to get packed and out the door by a time that would still let us get in the gate before it was closed for the night.  So we waited and took our time and headed out late on Friday morning and got there early in the afternoon.  We got unloaded quickly and got the car parked, then had lunch and took our time setting up camp.  It was nice to be able to slack off on setting up instead of being in a rush to get it done before dark, or fumbling around trying to set up in the dark.  I've gotten pretty good over the years at setting up in the dark, but its nice to avoid it if possible. 

I crashed kind of early on Friday night. . . before midnight I think.  I went to get something from the tent and decided to stretch out for a few minutes and the next thing I knew it was starting to get light outside.  I think Nikki tried to wake me up at one point but failed and ended up in bed with me.  I found out on Saturday that no one ended up staying up.  It was just a low energy night. 

Saturday was good. . . Didn't do much except cook and lounge around.  Made fried potatoes and eggs for breakfast, fried catfish and rice for dinner.  The catfish was fabulous and will probably be in regular rotation for dinner at home for a while. 

Saturday night was much more lively.  I drummed a hell of a lot and my hands are still recovering to some extent.  I just don't play as often as I used to and I've gotten kind of soft.  We had some wonderful jams though, and it was well worth the pain.  I also found a lot more opportunity to play my frame drum than I usually do which was nice.  I had a little trouble getting through the early morning lull before blue light and discordia and the usual chaos that ensues, but I made it and had a very fun morning.  I think we had a good 20 people or so in the dome for Resh, which is pretty good.  Not the most I've seen, but there were a few of the usual dome rats who were absent this festival. 

I didn't get nearly as much sleep as I would have liked before the tent got too hot for me.  We didn't stick around too late into the afternoon. . . got packed up and headed out and were home by about 4 or so.  Had pizza for dinner and went to bed really early.

I know I've slacked off as usual and left out a ton of stuff.  I'm lazy, and tired.
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Safe and sound.

Just got home from the backpacking trip.  I'll post details later, but for right now I just need to chill for a while and maybe take a nap.   I will tell you that we had a great time though.  I'd been looking forward to doing that for months!
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Heading out for a hike. . .

Nikki and I are headed down to the Charles C Deam Wilderness in Hoosier National Forest for a hike.  We'll be heading out from the Fire Tower parking area and taking the Sycamore Loop trail.  I'm not sure if we'll follow the loop all the way around or just camp near the creek at the bottom of the trail and hike back out tomorrow the same way we went in.  Anyhow, it's a fairly popular trail, so if we have any trouble we should be able to get help pretty easily, but if I don't post again by Monday, would someone be kind enough to call the police and let them know there may be a couple of hikers in trouble?  I'm really not expecting problems, but better safe than sorry!
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Aeon Flux

I forgot to mention in my last post that Nikki and I had just finished watching the Aeon Flux complete Animated Collection. I got it from the library. It has 10 full length episodes plus all of the shorts and some other special features. We still have some of the special features to go through, but we've watched all of the actual episodes. We also had a fun little blast from the past with some other Liquid Television shorts that were on there. I remember staying up late as a kid to watch Liquid Television and 120 minutes back in the day. Fun stuff.
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Everyone's doing it. . .

Book meme
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4-7 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest (unless it's too troublesome to reach and is really heavy. Then go back to step 1).

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From "Mort" by Terry Pratchett:

And a hand grabbed his hair and dragged him to the surface, which was suddenly full of pain. Ghastly blue and black blotches swam in front of his eyes. His lungs were on fire. His throat was a pipe of agony.
Hands - cold hands, freezing hands, hands that felt like a glove full of dice - towed him through the water and threw him down on the bank where, after some game attempts to get on with drowning, he was eventually bullied back into what passed for his life.

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It really does say "glove full of dice" but I think it's supposed to be "ice". Good thing I left this sitting on the table next to my computer, otherwise the nearest book would have been the phone book. Of course there is also a bookshelf within 6 feet of me with at least 150 books - mostly sci-fi and fantasy novels - on it.
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No festival for me. . .

Well, here I sit at home, lamenting my poor van, and wishing I was at Our Haven's Beltaine festival. This is the first one I've missed in about 5 years. *sighs* I need to get out into the woods sooo bad.
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Friends. . .

I apparently need to make a point to check periodically to see if anyone new has added me to their friends list. I usually make my posts friends only, but being somewhat distraught about my van when posting this morning I forgot to do so and got a comment from someone very dear to me and who I love very much, but who I've been more or less out of communication with for WAAAAAY too long. And when looking into that I found that there was another old friend who had added me as well. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy. . . I miss my friends back in Ohio, and I wish it was feasible for me to visit regularly. I've been feeling kind of trapped here in Indy due to my vehicle not being fit for long trips, but maybe I'll have a new vehicle soon and a little more travel will be possible. I'd like to move back to Ohio someday, I just don't know when that's going to be possible. *sighs*
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. . .

Well. I think my transmission is finally dead. It seemed to be working a bit better this morning when I dropped Nikki off to work, then it just stopped shifting out of first gear. So now I'm stuck at home trying to figure out what to do. I called a transmission shop. They obviously can't tell me anything for sure without looking at it, but the guy seemed to think that it was a good sign that it will still move both in forward and reverse, it just won't shift. He said that it might be bad sensors or something. . . Best case scenario if he's right would be about 300 bucks. Worst case scenario if he's wrong would be between 1400 and 1800 bucks for a rebuild. But it's $60 just to do the diagnostic, and since I have a feeling that it's not just the sensors, I'm hesitant to spend that since I know I can't afford the $1400-1800. . . I just don't know what to do. . . I guess I'll think about it for a while and see what I come up with.
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