Day 3870: Lost Words and Signs.

   

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Lost Words from some Childhoods
   

Mergatroyd! Do you remember that word? Heavens to Mergatroyd!  The other day I overheard a not so elderly (let’s say 75) lady say something to her son about driving a Jalopy; and he looked at her quizzically and said, "What the heck is a Jalopy?" He had never heard of the word jalopy! She knew she was old ... But not that old.

 

Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle. A friend and I recently reminisced about some old expressions that have become obsolete, many because of the inexorable march of technology. These phrases included:Don't touch that dial, Carbon copy.You sound like a broken record, Hung out to dry.

Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie . We'd put on our best bib and tucker  to straighten up and fly right. Heavens to Betsy! Gee whillikers! Jumping Jehosofat! Holy Moley! We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley ; Back in the olden days, life used to be swell, but when's the last time anything was swell? Swell has gone the way of beehive hair-do, pageboys and spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes, and pedal pushers. Kilroy was here, but he isn't anymore.  

We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap, and before we can say, "Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle!" or, "This is a fine kettle of fish!" We discover that the words we grew up with, the words that
seemed omnipresent, like oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues and our pens and our keyboards. Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we've left behind. We blink, and they're gone. 
Long gone: Pshaw, The milkman did it. Hey! It's your nickel. Don't forget to pull the chain. Knee high to a grasshopper. Well, Fiddlesticks! Going like sixty. I'll see you in the funny papers. Don't take any wooden nickels. Wake up and smell the roses.    

It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills. This can be disturbing stuff! (Carter's Little Liver Pills are gone too!) Leaves us to wonder where Superman will find a phone booth? See ya later, alligator! Okidoki

As mentioned yesterday, here, more of the old signs from the Sign Boneyard. The photos aren't great but they will give you an idea of what we saw.

And, as we were leaving on the way to WW's car, 

 

 

I saw this beautiful tree from a distance, and then closer, and then closest. Any guesses on what kind?

 

 

 

 

 

A beautiful video, Moths, here.

 

Just because ...

  

Boat-billed Heron

 

Smiles for Saturday ...

   

 

 

  

 

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