I wonder if Preciouses think about this kind of thing. Or Hopes, or Angels. Or Joys or Gays.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
curt the adjective
I like that "Curt" has a meaning other than just being who I am. Someone could say "He's curt." to someone else, and he or she might be saying that I am me, or he might be saying that I am "rudely blunt or brief". It makes me feel like I was born with depth, that my birth certificate gave me a touch of ambiguity. Sometimes it makes me want to go out of my way to be curt when I talk to people, or to go out of my way not to be curt, so people might think I'm inappropriately named, or that it is ironic that my name is Curt, since I am not so curt. Today, I felt like living up to my name, so when the man at the coffee shop asked me how I was I said "eh??"obnoxiously and then just ordered my coffee. Then I told him why I was being curt because I felt bad and he told me that once I explained to him what I was doing that I wasn't being curt anymore so it got a little messy in the execution. So I thought about how I had a hard time being curt, and then my mind jumped into thinking about how sometimes I have a hard time being Curt--if you know what I mean--and I was startled when the coffee man told me that my Breve was ready and that I needed to get out of the way so he could help the next person but thanks for telling me about your little game that's very interesting.
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