In an ideal world, I'd have all of this up and running by now. It would look good in Firefox. The menu thingies would work correctly. I'd actually have written some stuff. But I've just got vague ideas and they're unformed and floating around.
And I need a drink.
Because I'm thirsty.
Maybe when I've got my day off, and I'm not working on my job I can work on the site. We'll see.
I got the hots for you, yeah, thingie
"What has happened to the English language?" is a cry that I hear often. Usually directed at the electric television that sits in the corner of our lounge. "What, oh what has happened?"
Now, I know and understand that language evolves, and indeed must evolve if humanity is to progress, hurrah! But there comes a point where enough is enough, and the lingua franca of the day becomes just plain silly. So it is with the very "to hot up".
Within the last five years this linguistic back-step has slipped in to common parlance so much that one wonders whether the next generation will look at the word "heat" and think "huh". It's currently only used in the context of competitive situations or pressure, and only in the sense of "things are hotting up", but let's face it here. Hotting isn't really a word, or wasn't until recently. "Heating", which works perfectly well, has been around for dozens, if not scores of years now.
On the other hand, there's no denying that "hotting" has a certain distinction to it, a sort of extra hotness that simply heating doesn't imply. Is hotting perhaps more sultry and humid, more forceful and oppressive. It's getting hot in here.
And on the other hand, is this perhaps the tip of the iceberg. If pushinged, I can seeing a day when perhaps the English language has changinged so much that we being talkerss like in Sloosha's Crossing, with the verbings and the nouns all mixing up like a stewpot.
Pop that stewpot on the fire, time to get it hotting up, friend.
It's a feature of modern life, it seems, and one I am kind of guilty of. I've been known to shout at cyclists that they have "missed the road" as they gently hurtle towards me on the pavement, usually when I'm tired which isn't an excuse and they're on the pavement because it's a one way street with no cycle lanes which isn't an excuse either.
Yesterday I was deliberately tripped up by someone. To be fair to him, I'd had to nip in just in front of him while walking down the street to avoid walking through the arse of the large woman in front of me who had just stopped, and to be fair, i could have stopped too and let him past, but I nipped in in front of him for whatever reason and was about to move out of his way again when he tripped me up. It was clearly deliberate.
The main reason that I know it was deliberate was his anrgy cry of "That's for walking in front of me, you fuckhead". It surprised me that my reply was an angry but honest "Sorry".