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Earlier this week, I spoke with Peter Sokolowski, lexicographer (and prominent Tweeter) who is editor at large for Mirriam Webster. Peter is a super nice guy and very passionate about words. He’s even travelling in a few weeks to serve as a “pronouncer” for a spelling bee in Korea.
In advance of our show, I often pre-interview guests. When I called Peter Tuesday afternoon, a funny thing happened. He answered his phone very quietly and whispered, “Hey. I need to run into another room. Is that okay?” I said sure and he tenderly set down the phone, popping back up on the line a few seconds later in a loud, peppy voice. Curious, I asked about the instantaneous volume shift. He laughed. Lexicographers kind of work like monks, he later told me. Their work environment is open (kind of like a newsroom), but there’s virtually no talking whatsoever. Mirriam-Webster (which operates out of Springfield) used to even have a formalized no talking rule, rendering sticky notes (and e-mail) the sole medium of communication among lexicographers. Today, Peter says that’s relaxed a bit. Folks talk. But still not very much. Most lexicographers are silent, studious people. They love reading and charting how people use words.
And that’s basically how a word gets into a dictionary. Lexicographers read a lot and track every new word they encounter. The process is involved, and can include thousands of citations of words and the context and publication in which the word appeared. Once a word attains a critical mass (enough citations among a wide-enough array of sources), it gets added into the dictionary. There’s no academy. No committees. There’s absolutely no lobbying.
Peter explains the process on the M-W site.
If you have time, check out the show. Peter was really great. We also spoke with Erin McKean from Wornik and Jonathon Keats, an artist/columnist for Wired (and one of my favorite recurring CMS guests.)
Also, to my friends in retail. Be sure to look up a word before plastering it all over your store, okay?
One unusual night, cloaked space elves visit your house and sprinkle alien technology on your dresser. This magical powder gives your lint brushes the ability to communicate telepathically with you.
Having found a way to communicate with humans, lint brushes rejoice. It turns out lint brushes love talking about all manner of things (the intricacies of lint removal being a subject lint brushes attempt to avoid – in recognition of the fact that a lint brush talking about removing lint is, after all … boring as lint.)
You’re an inquisitive young fellow, so you ask your lint brush the two obvious questions.* Then, finding yourself at a momentary loss for further conversational topics, you pause, wondering what to say next …
Which brings us to our question, Internet. What else would you hope your lint brush could talk about?
*The two obvious questions being: (1) “How are you talking to me?” (Answer: Magic elf space dust.) (2) “What’s it like to remove lint all day?” (Answer: Bothersome to my allergies, actually.)
I decided to re-post my “apartment wanted” Craiglist ad using the Patrick “Stay Ill” persona.
Located within walking distance of West Hartford Center and Blueback Square. Head down, go clubbin’ or sign up for some intense yoga and master the pincha mayurasana. (Fcuk yea fitness!!1)
What’s the house got? We got so much #$%^&^% stuff. We got a porch. BOOM. And another porch. DOUBLE BOOM. (Two porches omg!!1) We got that hardwood flooring and a mother $%$^&*! dishwasher. (say whaaat?!) We also got a garage and a working fireplace (romantic as fcuk!!!1) Pets? Word. Up. I accept and love all creatures (platonic love only lol!!1)
Like to smoke a fatty? Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn. Just keep that @#&! outta my house because I am a non-smoker and I’m looking for other non-smokers.
Shh!!! Don’t yell! Diz hood is sublimely quiet and safe. Wanna call your ex-girlfriend at 1 a.m. and blubber about how she needs to take you back? YOU A CHUMP. But make the call outside becuz on deez late-night streets, you ain’t gonna get got.
Here’s THE DEAL: My ideal roommate is quiet, courteous, relatively neat and pays bills on time. You gotta be employed full-time and/or gettin’ yo learn on as a full-time student. Even though our rent is CHEAP I ain’t taking no freeloaders, son.
Yea. I sed the rent is cheap. Like reeeal mutha$#%^&* cheap …
$650 per month + utilities/heat/cable/Internet (omg!11 whaaaaaaat!!!!!)
Our landlord is chill as fcuk, but he keeps it on DA REAL and requires a $650 security deposit and one month’s rent up front. (You a BALLA … so that ain’t no thang.)
Wuut?!?! U wanna move in RIGHT NOW?! I’m flattered. But hold up, son. This sparkling room aint’t available until Jan 1. (Earlier is negotiable.*)
Readers, a question – What are your favorite “in-between” moments?
I’m looking for purposeful moments where you are en route to something, but not there quite yet. These can be simple things like riding an airplane or mundane tasks like tuning your instrument or sharpening a pencil. Really any moment where you are occupying physical space or performing a task not defined properly as a “place,” or a “task.” Still, you gain satisfaction from being in that moment. Perhaps your favorite in-betweens are more sentimental … walking hand-in-hand with a good date from a restaurant to her car or hugging an old friend in their doorway after seeing them for the first time in years. This information isn’t particularly for anything. I’m just curious. I happened to be on an escalator today and realized I (genuinely, really do) get some satisfaction out of that “in-between.” What are some of your favorites?
Catching up on errands and the like. Won’t be posting much until tomorrow.
While you’re out there today, be sure to hug someone, alright?
‘Second Wind’ by Ian Worrel
‘Love & Theft’ by Andreas Hykade
I’ve been geeking out on David Foster Wallace. Until a few days ago, I hadn’t read a word of his writing, but we’re doing a show on him this Monday so in the last couple of days I’ve been reading everything about and by him that I can get my hands on. Unfortunately, I find myself plagued by a case of the howling fantods. When someone asked me today what DFW was about I found I still couldn’t really explain him. Anyway, here are some quick thoughts as I still work out in my head who DFW was and what he may have stood for.
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