I am really not crazy about parties, but last week I let a friend drag me to one. It was given by someone in my friend’s networking group. We had a little trouble finding the house because according to the directions on my cell phone, the address we had didn’t exist. It probably would have been easier to take the bus!
Although there wasn’t a cloud in the sky all day, the evening was chilly, so I am glad I had a backup plan for the summer dress I was planning to wear. I ended up wearing jeans and my new boots.
We knew we had arrived at the right party site when we saw a huge “Party” banner over the front windows. We saw another sign that said “Enter” when we walked up to the front door. The party was crowded, and as the evening wore on, I found many of the guests quite unfriendly. I did talk to one nice guy who liked to surf, and that’s all he talked about for twenty minutes.
I wasn’t too sure about the food. There were these little things that looked as if they were made out of spam. Thank goodness, there were also chips and dip. And I was not going to drink because I was the designated driver.
There was a good live band, although the host said it wasn’t the band they had wanted. Their first choice had another gig that evening, and the leader of the second-choice band had a virus. In one big room, people were watching some kind of science fiction program. In another room, a group of people were playing Password.
As I said, I am not a party lover, so I was glad when we left, and the party became just a memory!
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Remember when . . .
You got dragged to a party or took a drag on a cigarette instead of dragging something across a screen?
Networking meant schmoozing in a group of live people? And a network had most of your favorite TV shows?
Cells were in prisons, not phones?
Addresses applied to houses not websites?
Buses were things people rode so they wouldn’t have to park in the city?
Backup applied to a plan rather than to a computer?
A boot went on your foot, and there were no reboots?
There were construction sites and movie sites, but no websites?
Banners were hung up and not displayed on the top of your Twitter page?
Windows were made of glass, and they broke? (I guess they still do break!)
Enter was written on a door and not a key?
You actually knew your friends and you could ignore them, but you couldn’t really unfriend them?
Surfing required waves?
Spam was something icky that you ate, not something icky you got by e-mail?
Chips were served in bowls – with dip?
Drivers needed licenses?
Gigs didn’t have bytes?
A virus made you sick rather than making a machine sick?
Programs were on television?
Password was a quiz show, not something you could never remember — because you have 700 of them?
Memory was a pleasant remnant of the past?
Coming Soon! Here is the preliminary cover for my next book, which will be out within the next few weeks. It is a small workbook that can be used by itself or with the second edition of The Best Little Grammar Book Ever!
Lots of exercises and quizzes. Here is the chapter listing:
- The Basics: Parts of Speech
- The Basics: Sentence Structure
- Punctuation
- Capitalization
- Things to Avoid
- Confusing Things
- Important Grammar Issues
- Questions You Might Have
- Complete Answer Key
Jane Siqueira says
Thanks for sharing!
I always learn something when reading your posts.
Arlene Miller says
Thanks for making my morning!
Maggi Kirkbride says
A friend from Russia complained that English uses many words over and over with different meaning each time. She banged her hand on the table and pointed out that there are many different things called a table in English. She added that if English speakers are so smart they could at least find a different word for each different thing.
Arlene Miller says
I think English might be complicated enough with the number of words it already has!
Endre Polyak says
Yes, I fondly remember when these words had a different meaning. As more and more new words have come into English usage in connection with the Internet, I have been scrambling to learn them as they come but not always successfully. There are still numerous internet words about which I have absolutely no idea what they mean.
Arlene Miller says
I’m with you. I don’t actually know what a bus is, although I would assume it carries something somewhere. And when I think of the Cloud, I still think of my data being up in the sky someplace – which I heard many people do!
Sam Wood says
Always enjoy your informative and whimsical comments.
Arlene Miller says
Thank you so much! Comments like yours inspire me to go on!
Pamela Fender says
How clever are you!
I’ll never unfriend you. You rock!
Great blog.
Arlene Miller says
Thanks so much!!!!!!
Ruth Schwartz says
Very clever, Arlene. Nicely done!
Arlene Miller says
Thank you, Ruth!
Gordon Burgett says
Couldn’t they call a workbook a playbook, Arlene?
Congratulations!
Gordon Burgett
Arlene Miller says
Work, play – it’s all the same to me!