Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Onward to Burple

Saying for the Day-Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind."-- Rudyard Kipling

The poor littler word purple has no English word to rhyme with it. So on Thanksgiving Lori, Betty, and I ( The official word committee) set out to create a rhyming word. After much scientific research and lots of turkey we settled on Burple. Now we had the word but no definition. So this week we have made it the task of this blog to find a definition for burple.
This is what we have so far”

Burple The act of burping after eating to many grapes

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

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

BURPLE The burning burp associated with heartburn.

Burple sounds like baby spittle

Burple– the act of using material from somebody else’s blog in yours without giving credit and the material used.

Burple. The act of popping bubble wrap.

Burple: The act of wasting time. To dwindle; to trifle; to loiter; to move about aimlessly. To act sluggish or silly. To lack progress or development..

Burple-What is sounds like a person is saying when their tongue is frozen to a pole.

BURPLE n. the crease one accidentally irons into clothing when they are trying to get the wrinkles out!

Burple: The sound one makes when they burp while giggling

Burple:-a one word comment on someone's blog.

Burple: What your computer does to cause you to lose your internet connection.

This is quite a list but there might be more good definitions out there. So we offer you today to suggest them. Tomorrow we will let you vote on which definition you think is best. ( If I can figure out how to do that)

#### News from Pigeon Falls-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal. Pity the ACLU lawyers. They got their injunction yesterday and rented a car to drive back to Pigeon Falls. It was a beautiful sunny day when they began. But then it started to rain. Then the rain froze. At the Dobson Creek Bridge they started to slide and it was as if somebody else was driving the car. They went straight into the creek. There the car got stuck. So they waded to shore and crawled back up to the road. The sign said five miles to Pigeon Falls but it was raining, they were alone, they had to go on. The road was very slippery and they fell more than once. After they had walked for what seemed like forever. They came to a sign that said six miles to Pigeon Falls. If the sign was right they had walked for miles and lost a mile. So there they were wet, cold, and scared. Night was coming on. That’s when old Herman Peabody and his wife Emma drove up in their truck. Peabody being the kind old fellow that he is offered them a ride in the back of the truck. Of course they had to ride with his two pigs Elmer and Gertrude but they would get to town. At this point the lawyers were desperate enough to ride with anything so they climbed in with Elmer and Gertrude . By the time they got to Pigeon Falls their new suits were not only wet but covered with mud. But at last they could serve the injunction. Except it was after five and the town hall was locked up for the day so there was nobody to serve it on.
At that point they decided to get a room at the Fly Inn. But when they got there the manager said they were filled up and besides it wasn’t safe for them to be there as some of the hot heads might decide to go after them. Roy sent them to Jack who might know where they could stay. Jack said that he couldn’t think of anybody in town that would take anybody as disheveled and dirty as they were. But for the right price he would get some pillows and blankets and they could stay in his sauna. At least they would be warm there and they could take a sauna and dry out.
So our high priced lawyers spent the night in Jack’s sauna.
They are waiting this morning at the Town Hall for Mrs. Trumble to arrive.
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Today's Link- A wish for more- A lonely little poem
It was just a nice day. We worked in the basement in the morning. I got six more items ready for eBay. In the afternoon I wired the street car and that is now working. Betty is still unpacking ceramic houses. Then I photographed the eBay items. I visited half of my links and then posted my six new items to eBay. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

7 Comments:

Blogger Max said...

Wow.

Thanks a lot for linking me there. I had no idea my blog actually reaches some people.

Take care, Max.

5:43 AM  
Blogger Janvangogh said...

Balderdash is one of my favorite games.

Burple -- a little pocket of air that forms in hard candy during production. Considered a flaw by some fine confectioners.

I bet Tommy UK had something to do with the sign to town.

6:06 AM  
Blogger geosmythe said...

I agree with Rudyard and I also agree with Ralph Waldo. The strength of the written word is as powerful as it has always been.

7:07 AM  
Anonymous quilly said...

BURPLE n. the color one's lips turn when one is really cold.

8:20 AM  
Blogger Jill said...

Maybe we should come up with an ode to the word? After all a word is powerful, right?

8:24 AM  
Blogger QUASAR9 said...

And just like drugs
some words & praise can make one feel fine, whilst bad drugs & bad words can do much harm

3:06 PM  
Blogger Nea said...

If it isn't a word, it certainly should be, it has so many meanings.........

Will someone Burple that baby.......

don't make me laugh or I will Burple all over you.

It is somewhere between a hiccup and a burp.....a great word.......

I have several other ideas for words, but no one ever asks me....haha

5:05 PM  

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