Daily Archives: June 9, 2013

I’m Just a Wonk When it Comes to Mr. A: TAE Word for the Day

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What in the world is Fedoralady going on about now?

Why, she’s learned a new word!

I’d heard of (and used) the British slang term “wonky” (unsteady, shaky, feeble) before, but I don’t recall hearing the word “wonk.” Well, here it is and it has several meanings. Let’s take a look:

wonk (noun): 1. A stupid, boring, unattractive person. Well, that doesn’t apply to Richard or to any of us! Heaven forbid!

2. a student who spends much time studying and has little or no social life; a grind.  OK, we may spend a lot of time studying Richard, but we still have social lives–look at how we come together for our joint Richarding, right? And that’s no grind!

2. A person who studies a subject or issue in an excessively assiduous, thorough manner. Ah, here we go!! Certainly we are very thorough and assiduous (constant, unremitting, dedicated) in our studies of all things Richard. Oh, the length and breadth and depth we shall go to regarding our TDHBEW, from studying those endearing cowlicks and the cut of his jacket to every expression, small and large, he wears on that amazing face. His voice. His body language. *wibble* His roles. Interviews. Articles. Every new photo, pristine professional or blurry candid. We are drawn to it all like moths to the flame . . .

We wuvs you, Wichard, and so we are wonks. Yes, I’m in need of a nap and being silly. What can I say?

Still, it’s true.  (By the way, wonk entered US slang back in the 1960s, but the origin is unknown–although it might be a shortened form of “wonky.”)

She’s my sweetie: A gal named Seabee

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This dog, who mysteriously appeared at our country home with her puppy one day, both of them underfed and ready to rely on the kindness of strangers, has completely won my heart.   Gentle, affectionate, lovely and loveable. That’s our Seabee.

She’s always been an attentive mother. I can only imagine what she’s been feeling in the week since Jack suddenly disappeared. You could chalk it up to my imagination, but I could swear I saw sadness and yearning in her eyes at times, and the question–“What happened to my boy?”

Oh, Seabee, I wish I knew.  All I can do is keep hoping and praying and doing my best to care for you, my beautiful canine companion. I ask you to bear with that boisterous cartoon dog Buddy and try to be patient. He looks up to you and his Uncle Rascal. And he has two wonderful role models in you–a true lady and gentleman of your species.

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