Rantionary: “E” Is For…
In this ongoing series of posts that highlight the more colorful ways I wield – or bludgeon – the English language, I’ve come to the realization that this process of creating these is a lot like going to your basement (or attic, as the case may be) and randomly sifting through the boxes of useless shit you have stashed there. You know what I mean – you spot a box and open it, and an hour later you are asking yourself questions like, “Why do I still have this Yoda action figure?” and, “Whose fucking underwear is this?”
On to my list, brought to you today by the letter E:
Enema: (n, obj) The process of intentionally clearing out that body part or organ of choice requiring purging. This not only includes the standard medical colonic procedure, but encompasses the brain, stomach, and oral cavity as well. When employed outside of standard usage, the body part in question normally acts to modify the word enema.
Email Tennis: (n) A pointless and maddening activity found anywhere internet access and idiocy intersect, characterized by one fuckwit who will not – or cannot – just stop replying to notes, no matter how inane or pointless each successive reply becomes. This activity can be thought of as an adult, electronic, modern-day version of two preschoolers engaged in a verbal duel of “Oh Yeah?” This becomes epic by definition when the players are two cubicles away from one another.
Emotional Event: (n) The drama – or entertainment – that ensues when a person flips the fuck out and loses their rabbit-ass mind. An adult tantrum. When these emotional events become epic, they are known as significant emotional events.
Epic: (adj) The quality of a thing, action, or person being far beyond the norm, and often past those limits as well. Having the proportions commensurate with the stuff of legends. This modifier is appropriate when the speaker or writer believes the thing in question might possibly be the end-all, be-all of that thing in question. A condition far beyond description of ‘mega-.‘
Erickson: (v) To comment excessively on blogs; (n) A person possessed of a pathalogical need to blog comment or attempt to gain the last comment word, just shy of trollhood and at a productivity rate exceeding most Indian-coded SpamBots.
Estrogen Coefficient: (n) The factor by which a human male is overmatched by female human hormone effects, expressed as an ordinal whole number. As an example, a man living with his spouse and two daughters experiences an Estrogen Coefficient of three. Of note, the male’s odds of success at anything are inversely proportional to the estrogen coefficient.
Extended Blinking: (adj) The condition of being dead. Synonymous with a Very Long Blink.
As always, I cannot claim any kind of copyright on this shit, so use freely but with caution. Remember, I’m opening the floor to the erudite and highly-creative suggestions at large from my Rants Army. Got an awesome word? Make a comment below!
February 17, 2013 at 05:47
That was an “epic” post.
February 17, 2013 at 06:24
Ah, a fast learner, you are.
February 17, 2013 at 11:04
To Erickson is even worse when the ericksonner doesn’t even realize they’re ericksonning.
February 17, 2013 at 11:18
I’d Erickson to that, but it’s too erickson early.
February 17, 2013 at 12:23
Feeding the troll only encourages him, Rants. Just saying. You wouldn’t want Erickson showing up on your front porch at 3am tomorrow morning, would you?
February 17, 2013 at 12:49
I have shotguns for that, but you have a point.
February 17, 2013 at 23:36
I think you’d be better off with a howitzer and/or an AT-4.
February 18, 2013 at 06:20
Or a tank… don’t forget the tanks.
February 18, 2013 at 08:01
How about an AC-130?
February 18, 2013 at 08:08
Hmm, okay.
February 20, 2013 at 00:05
You don’t approve?
February 20, 2013 at 05:32
You know I’d prefer an M1 Abrams.
February 17, 2013 at 15:44
Come get your friends to follow me or something… whatever wordpress does.
February 17, 2013 at 23:36
You’re assuming here that most kids my age actually give two fucks about reality…which they don’t.
February 18, 2013 at 06:21
I’d noticed that, yes.
February 18, 2013 at 08:00
So have I. Hence my unceasing desire to strangle the retards here at school.
February 18, 2013 at 08:08
Keep at it, dude. You’ll do fine.
February 20, 2013 at 00:05
At least Erickson doesn’t teach here….oh shit I shouldn’t have said that.
February 20, 2013 at 05:29
As the genie flies from the bottle…
February 17, 2013 at 19:01
My version of an Erickson is someone who always has to reply to every email with ‘thank you’. Polite? Sure. Annoying? Completely.
February 17, 2013 at 19:08
And yes, completely. Sorry, John.
February 17, 2013 at 21:46
Okay, so I read: “polite,” and “annoying.” I guess I have to agree, that’s John all right.
February 18, 2013 at 00:30
The company I last worked for was trying to do away with email between employees by introducing a type of software where employees could send messages between themselves similar to tweets. It saved server space for the company & cut down on the mountains of emails saying nothing else but thank you!
And I have a bone to pick with you Rants – you didn’t name me as one of your favorite Canadians on Archon’s Den! You don’t want me to have an emotional event do you?
February 18, 2013 at 06:22
Oh damn, I forgot you’re Canadian, Benze… you are a favorite Canadian, fear not.
February 18, 2013 at 17:57
You forgot I was Canadian? I think you’re going to have to make this up to me Rants – something like making me your FAVORITE Canadian? At least this week 😉
February 18, 2013 at 18:47
You’re my most favoritest Canadian for the next hour. How’s that?
February 18, 2013 at 19:03
Are we in negotiations here? Your last offer was an hour & mine was a week. How about most favorite Canadian for 2 days? And just to sweeten the pot I’ll remind you about Canadian bacon 😉
February 18, 2013 at 19:46
But Canadian bacon isn’t bacon… but two days? All right. Ready, go.
February 18, 2013 at 21:00
I AM Brain Rants favorite Canadian for the next 2 days! Yeah! BTW I like your new gravatar!
February 19, 2013 at 04:16
Thanks! It’s a lot like the old one I think.
February 18, 2013 at 09:29
I’ve been Ericksoned. I didn’t know I was engaging in the battle, but he made me an Ericksoner. It’s kind of like a virtual walk of shame.
February 18, 2013 at 09:38
I think 89% of WordPress has been Ericksoned at this point. That puts us in the majority.
February 19, 2013 at 09:24
are those eyes I see in your profile picture???
February 19, 2013 at 10:25
Rumor has it that I do possess eyballs.
February 18, 2013 at 09:55
I seem to work around a bunch of people that have ’emotional events’ on a daily basis! Adult tantrums – spot on! I haven’t heard anyone use the phrase – loses their rabbit-ass mind – in a long time. (that cracked me up)
awww, John is a sweetheart (he told me I couldn’t call him Erickson, though).
February 18, 2013 at 10:50
I wouldn’t call him at all – he’ll wind up on your porch, like Elite suggested.
February 23, 2013 at 12:21
Tell ya what – I hereby give you all rights to use “Erickson” in a pejorative way, until such a time as I become rich/famous/indispensable to mankind. I might need it back at that point. Otherwise, have at it.
And you should know I’ll never show up on your front porch. I’ll be sitting on your couch, drinking your beer, when you come home at night – with no sign of forced entry. Just sitting there, in the dark, staring at you. All night long. Just ….. watching.
(Cool! I heard that scream all the way over here! 😀 )
February 23, 2013 at 13:21
You’re kinda sick. Probably why we like you.
February 23, 2013 at 17:50
“Kinda” sick? “KINDA” sick?!? Must we have that conversation AGAIN?
February 23, 2013 at 22:32
“Really” is better?
February 24, 2013 at 19:22
I’d prefer “completely”, “irreparably”, or “transcendentally”. But I’ll let “really” pass – THIS time.
February 24, 2013 at 20:00
All right.
May 1, 2013 at 14:29
I’m “ecstatic” you shared this with me. I “enjoyed” reading this very much. Some of these words are ridiculous, albeit interesting. I may steal a few for the letter “E” on the ABC’s of Swearing. 😉 Thanks!
May 1, 2013 at 14:38
Feel free. I’m so crazy I have to invent my own language.