I’m not ashamed to say it. I love bowels. This is not a strange culinary artifact passed down to me by my Scottish ancestors. I mean to say I love the word bowels. The bowels of hell. The bowels of night. The bowels of Uncle Frank. The bowels of New Jersey. Combine the word bowels…
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While my wife will tell you that I have no positive knowledge of such a thing as a hamper, I must beg to differ. I know hamper and have great affection for it. The world derives from hanepeir which is an Old French word which denotes a special case that contains a goblet. And let…
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I like mallet. It’s a good, honest sounding word. After all it’s a tool. A useful thing to have with you at almost any time. You really never say to yourself, geese, what’s this mallet doing here ? No. You say to yourself. “Hey, that’s a mallet. I should remember that. Could come in handy.”…
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Once upon a time, I was given an assignment to write a banking brochure. It this kind of information that nowadays is buried several levels deep in painfully corporate website, but this was before big, dumb companies realized that the internet was going to be a thing and slightly after the invention of fire and…
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