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Word 45: Promulgate

Ethical guidelines promulgated by the scientific monitoring boards so far prohibit actual attempts at human germline engineering, but researches have walked right up to the line, maybe even stuck a toe over it.

promulgate (v) 1: state or announce [syn: proclaim, exclaim] 2: put a law into effect by formal declaration – source: The Guardian Weekend 3.5.2003, p. 21

Saturday bliss

Saturday mornings are the best. The house is quiet, no one’s rushing anywhere, I’ve got the best cartoons in the world on video waiting for me (this time around it was 2 × Family Guy, Futurama, and King of the Hill), some freshly-brewed coffee, and to make things perfect, there’s a Saturday Guardian right there on the livingroom table, bought by someone else. Wonderful.

Word 44: Trepanning

How was I supposed to know you didn’t want a trepanning?

trepanning (n) : to perforate (the skull) with a trepan, so as to remove a portion of the bone, and thus relieve the brain from pressure or irritation; to perform an operation with the trepan – source: The Onion Ad Nauseam, p. 144

Weary

Spent the day shopping and consequently lugging heavy bags around Cardiff. I never knew there was an Oxfam store dedicated to books. Picked up You’ll Never Eat Lunch in this Town Again and Tilting at Windmills, a collection of ”new Welsh short fiction” (don’t know why, it just felt appropriate).

Moreover, the bastards at WHSmith lured me into buying Antony Beevor’s both Berlin – The Downfall 1945 and Stalingrad. This wasn’t reasonable behaviour, and the only explanation I can give was that the books were £4 off marked price, ie. pretty cheap.

Add to this the fact that I couldn’t resist the £6 Billy Connolly DVD I spotted at MVC and that Noreena Hertz’s The Silent Takeover arrived in the mail in the morning, and the conclusion is that I’ve bought way way too many books and will face some logistics problems hauling them back to Finland. Oh dear.

Shouting motorists

Yesterday I saw for the first time motorists getting so agitated that they actually stopped their vehicles and stepped outside to yell at each other. (”You better stop now.” ”Fuck you!” ”Yeah? Well fuck you too.”)

I really am a small town boy, aren’t I?

Word 43: Mephitic

At eight, Ellen and I grab a snack together standing at the mephitic end of kitchen counter, but I can only manage two or three mozzarella sticks, and lunch had been a mere handful of McNuggets.

mephitic (adj) : 1: tending to destroy life; poisonous; noxious; as, mephitic exhalations; mephitic regions 2: offensive to the smell; as, mephitic odors [syn: miasmic] – source: Nickel and Dimed, p. 46

Hum

I’m so bored I think I’ll go see X2 despite the silly name.

Word 42: Octogenarian

’You Stole The Sun From My Heart’ appropriates a line from the poem Reflections by RS Thomas, an octogenarian, cleric and Welsh nationalist, whose sombre meditations on life west of Offa’s Dyke have clearly struck a chord.

octogenarian (adj) : being from 80 to 89 years old (n) : someone whose age is in the eighties – source: NME Originals: Manic Street Preachers, p. 118

Word 41: Assiduously

Tories and Labour members alike, they had swallowed the Blair line that following a vicious war […] the United Nations would be brought in to run a post-war Iraq and that a ”road map” to peace between Palestine and Israel would be followed assiduously.

assiduously (adv) : with care and persistence – source: New Statesman 21 April 2003, p. 21

Dubbing horrors + more

I’m watching Euro Trash (which admittedly never was the greatest of programs but still) and the dubbing is really unnerving. Now if you though that hearing something serious, say Gerhard Schröder’s speech dubbed by some BBC halfwit was bad, just imagine what the result is with these already dubious interviewees whose funny voices are dubbed into even zanier versions. The laughter is horrible. Nothing is subtitled here, not movies, not news, nothing. Terrible.

I’d already forgotten how much frontal nudity this show has. Oh, now there’s an insert of Eddie ’The Eagle’ Edwards and the guy still remembers the lyrics to his song. I’d hate to discredit my former employers, but when Euro Trash came to Jyväskyä to shoot an insert about Dr Ammondt, Keskisuomalainen gave the story one full page. And the show is on at 1 AM Wednesdays. Oh god, now they’re playing a story about German yodellers who about ’Pussy-Fixiert Fraulein’.

Two things about commercials. First: I bet that the people in I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter! (I just love that name and wish they did other products as well, like I Can’t Believe It’s Not Dead Rat) are actually reacting to naked genitalia. Second: The ’Don’t You Love It When Things Just Work?’ Honda commercial is the single best one this millennium.