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How the Christmas Season Is Like Hurricane Season


When all the dust has settled after Christmas each year, do you feel as if you have just lived through a huge storm? Although it's not always possible to do so, the simpler we keep things, the less we'll feel like that. Today's iv is a list of similarities between the Christmas season and hurricane season. One item I didn't see in the list was that people seem to be in crisis mode. I hope this makes you smile at this busy time of year.

How the Christmas Season Is Like Hurricane Season

10. Decorating the house (hurricane season: "decorating" with plywood)

9. Dragging out boxes that haven't been used since last season (hurricane season: camping gear, flashlights, etc.)

8. Last minute shopping in crowded stores

7. Regular TV shows pre-empted for "Specials"

6. Family coming to stay with you
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Have You Lost Your Cool Status?


picture of Snoopy Joe Cool

Are you now or were you ever considered "cool"? I feel safe in doing this blog post because I can honestly say I don't think I have ever been considered cool in anyone's eyes. Now that I'm older (and I hope wiser), it's been fascinating to see again some of the kids who were "cool" in schools I attended and taught in. Many of them seem much less cool than in their younger years. If they were once cool, they've apparently moved on. Or upon further reflection, maybe they weren't really all that cool to begin with. I think the definition of cool constantly changes. Today's cool will be tomorrow's passé.

This past week I've received several things regarding coolness that mesh perfectly to form today's post.

You know you've lost your "cool" status when...

The pattern on your shorts and couch match.

You fondly remember your powder blue leisure suit.

Jogging is something you do to your memory.

All the cars behind you flash their headlights.

You actually ask for your father's advice.

You turn down free tickets to an evening event because you have to work the next day.

You don't know how to operate a fax machine.

Instead of saying "Good morning" to your wife, you ask her if she's taken her meds.

You leave concerts and sports events early to "beat the crowd."

Co-workers you've always thought of as contemporaries now come to you for sage counsel.

You don't know what your "comfort zone" is. In fact the term makes you nervous.

When someone mentions surfing, you picture waves and a surf board.

You don't want a sports-type vehicle because of the insurance premiums.

You bought your first car for the same price you just paid for your son's new running shoes.

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Speaking of cars, here are some great posters I received in an e-mail from a reader who graduated from high school with me. I'm old enough to remember these cool Chevy cars.

picture of Chevy poster

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Post-Thanksgiving Let Down


Our family had such a nice Thanksgiving break this year that it was hard to tell it all good-bye and get back to reality. I thought I'd post a couple of bits of post-Thanksgiving humor to help ease the pain of withdrawal.

picture of mistletoe

It was the several days after Thanksgiving, the trip went reasonably well and Joe was ready to go back. The airport on the other end had turned a tacky red and green, and loudspeakers blared annoying renditions of cherished Christmas carols. Being someone who took Christmas very seriously, and being slightly tired, Joe was not in a particularly good mood.

Going to check in his luggage, Joe saw mistletoe hanging near the check-in — not real mistletoe, but very cheap plastic with red paint and white paint on some of the rounder parts and green paint on some of the flatter and pointier parts. It could be taken for mistletoe only in a very Picasso sort of way.

With a considerable degree of irritation and nowhere else to vent it, Joe said to the attendant, "Where did you get such a ghastly mockery of mistletoe?"

"Sir, look more closely at where the mistletoe is."
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Le Jour de Merci Donnant


picture of John and Priscilla

While living in Paris and writing for the New York Herald Tribune in the early 1950's, Art Buchwald wrote a column to try to explain Thanksgiving to the French. Some of his translations are hilarious if you know French, and some probably meant little, if anything, to the French who read the article ... that is, unless they knew English also. His article has been reprinted often by a number of newspapers and has been posted on enough blogs that I think it's safe to print it here with copyright info and a link to a repost of the article in the Washington Post from whom I got it originally 15 years ago. Being a French teacher, I just had to put in the proper accent marks. :-)

À la Recherche du Temps Perdu
by Art Buchwald
Thursday, November 28 1996
The Washington Post

One of the most important holidays is Thanksgiving Day, known in France as le Jour de Merci Donnant.

Le Jour de Merci Donnant was first started by a group of pilgrims (Pèlerins) who fled from l'Angleterre before the McCarran Act to found a colony in the New World (le Nouveau Monde), where they could shoot Indians (les Peaux-Rouges) and eat turkey (dinde) to their hearts' content.

They landed at a place called Plymouth (now a famous voiture Américaine) in a wooden sailing ship named the Mayflower (Fleur de Mai) in 1620. But while the Pèlerins were killing the dindes, the Peaux-Rouges were killing the Pèlerins, and there were several hard winters ahead for both of them. The only way the Peaux-Rouges helped the Pèlerins was when they taught them how to grow corn (maïs). They did this because they liked corn with their Pèlerins.

In 1623, after another harsh year, the Pèlerins' crops were so good they decided to have a celebration and give thanks because more maïs was raised by the Pèlerins than Pèlerins were killed by the Peaux-Rouges.

Every year on le Jour de Merci Donnant, parents tell their children an amusing story about the first celebration.

It concerns a brave capitaine named Miles Standish (known in France as Kilomètres Deboutish) and a shy young lieutenant named John (Jean) Alden. Both of them were in love with a flower of Plymouth called Priscilla Mullens (no translation). The vieux capitaine said to the jeune lieutenant:
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Speaking and Writing like Shakespeare


picture of Shakespeare

Shakespeare has been on my mind this week. My students in Survey of French Literature had a test Monday on the 17th century over such literary greats as Blaise Pascal, Descartes, and the playwright Molière. Shakespeare was still alive and writing in England at the beginning of the 17th century. This week we are having Shakespeare's The Comedy of Errors on campus. I'm eager to see it!

I thought I'd see what I had in my files about the Bard and ran across something that I sent as an e-mail iv back in 2003 — what The Hokey Pokey would be like if Shakespeare had written it. As I researched that piece, I found several pages with common expressions and words that were either coined by Shakespeare or at least popularized by his using them in his writing. I'm posting some of my favorites. Now on to The Hokey Pokey....

The following is from the Washington Post Style Invitational contest that asked readers to submit "instructions" for something (anything), but written in the style of a famous person. The winning entry was "The Hokey Pokey" (as written by William Shakespeare), but actually written by a man named Jeff Brechlin.

The Hokey Pokey, in Shakespearean Style

Here are the original lyrics, just in case you've forgotten them. This is the verse with the left foot, since that's the one done in Shakespearean style.

You put your left foot in,
You put your left foot out,
You put your left foot in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the hokey pokey
And you turn yourself around
That's what it's all about.

Now, à la Shakespeare...

O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke,
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! A wilde release from Heaven's yoke.
Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.
The Hoke, the poke — banish now thy doubt
Verily, I say, 'tis what it's all about.

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Here's a list of well-known expressions from the works of William Shakespeare. Many of these were probably coined by the Bard himself, but it's been said that he wasn't averse to stealing a good line occasionally and putting them in his plays, thereby popularizing them. Some of these will be familiar to you and part of your active vocabulary. Some of them you might use, not knowing where they originated.

A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse.

abstemious

addiction

All's well that ends well.

All that glitters is not gold.

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players.
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