Monday, November 26, 2007

Let's all Burple

Saying for the Day-"A good word costs no more than a bad one."-- (English proverb)

On Thanksgiving Betty, Lori, and I got to talking about the lack of a word to rhyme with purple. We decided something should be done about it. So we invented the word burple.
The problem is we now have to give it some meaning.
Perhaps it could mean “ the act of burping after eating to many grapes”. So one would say “ He ate so many grapes that it caused one burple after another.” or “ His burple after eating the grapes embarrassed him.
But this is probably not the best definition.
So we decided to ask you to suggest definitions for burple.
On Friday we will suspend the usual contest and vote for the best definition.
Friday I will celebrate the creating of my 1000th blog entry. What better way to celebrate than to begin the process of putting a new but needed word into the language.
So join in and give us a helping hand. Suggest your meaning in a comment today or any day this week. Give it lots of deep thought. What is burple as a noun? What could it be as a verb? Be creative.
We might even come up with a burplish prize for the best suggestion.

#### News from Pigeon Falls-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal. The legal war began today as two high priced well dressed lawyers showed up and offered Mrs. Trumble one last chance to take down the Manger scene and take the religious ornaments off the tree before they take the town to court. Mrs. Trumble stood her ground and said again that the town of Pigeon Falls doesn’t have a holiday tree. In effect the town of Pigeon Falls is at war with the A.C.L.U. and there isn’t even a driblet to show them a way out.
This afternoon the lawyers will go to federal court to seek an injunction forcing Pigeon Falls to conform to the law. As they were leaving the lawyer closest to Nancy’s coffee shop suddenly found himself lifted into the air and dumped face first into a pile of snow. Then a can of oil flew up the street and dumped all over those beautiful suits. One wonders if you can sue a poltergeist .
Franz Hagel, the self proclaimed town atheist got so upset that he went and bought a manger scene ornament , had his name inscribed on it, and hung it on the tree. He proclaimed “ No outsiders going to tell my town what it can and can’t do. We are Americans and we are free .”
Some of the council are concerned because the town lawyer of record is old Fred Trumpey and he hasn’t been in a court room in the last ten years. But Mrs. Trumble says don’t worry Fred can handle it. If nothing else he can whack them with his cane. The council is not so sure. So a special meeting has been called for Thursday evening. Fred says if the meeting isn’t too late he will be there.

Today's Link-Words of a Poet- A tribute to a father.

I worked in the basement this morning and Betty went shopping. I selected four more G scale cars to sell on eBay and some track. In the afternoon we photographed all of the cars and track. Then we did some more work in the basement. After that I spent time putting the items on eBay and that used up my usual blog visiting time. Now I need a breathing treatment.


Blogger Janvangogh said...

Burple. The color of a bruise as it begins to heal. Slang for abuergine.

Pigeon Falls needs to proclaim a Franz Hagel Day.

7:54 AM  
Blogger Cindrarella said...

Burple. It's the bubbly burp a baby makes when patted on the back.

11:12 AM  
Anonymous quilly said...

BURPLE n. the burning burp associated with heartburn.

7:21 PM  
Blogger Gardenwife said...

Janvangogh, we must have seen the same TV show. LOL Darned if I can remember where I heard that, but I thought it awfully fitting!

It sounds like baby spittle to me.

9:25 PM  
Anonymous Poet said...

thank you for posting my blog and link

it means a lot

4:30 PM  

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