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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I don't get their problem with moot. Here's the Oxford definition:
adjective
subject to debate, dispute, or uncertainty, and typically not admitting of a final decision: whether the temperature rise was mainly due to the greenhouse effect was a moot point
having no practical significance, typically because the subject is too uncertain to allow a decision: it is moot whether this phrase should be treated as metaphor or not
It's a moo point! It's like a cow's point. It doesn't matter.
It's a moo point! It's like a cow's point. It doesn't matter.
::loves all over Dana::
At least it's not a mute point.
I do not correct people's spoken English, although when some people say, "I feel nauseous," I think, "You're certainly having that effect on me." I'll probably always change "I feel nauseous" to "I feel nauseated" in written copy.
Oh yeah, totally different thing. My irk is only directed at the verbal correction.
I'm not sure why this swing in the definition of nauseous is supposed to be worse than the original swing. Is 100 years ago still too recent?
With regard to nauseous/nauseated, I don't think I know one person (uh, outside of this board) who uses them correctly.
I have never thought nauseous meant anything but feeling nauseated until today. But I don't use it often, because it's a spelling trap for me.
Who wants a ridiculous music joke?
C, E-flat, and G go into a bar. The bartender says, "Sorry, but we don't serve minors." So E-flat leaves, and C and G have an open fifth between them. After a few drinks, the fifth is diminished, and G is out flat. F comes in and tries to augment the situation, but is not sharp enough. D comes in and heads for the bathroom, saying, "Excuse me; I'll just be a second." Then A comes in, but the bartender is not convinced that this relative of C is not a minor. Then the bartender notices B-flat hiding at the end of the bar and says, "Get out! You're the seventh minor I've found in this bar tonight." E-flat comes back the next night in a three-piece suit with nicely shined shoes. The bartender says, "You're looking sharp tonight. Come on in, this could be a major development." Sure enough, E-flat soon takes off his suit and everything else, and is au natural. Eventually C sobers up and realizes in horror that he's under a rest. C is brought to trial, found guilty of contributing to the diminution of a minor, and is sentenced to 10 years of D.S. without Coda at an upscale correctional facility.
Holy cow, that's a long way to go for a music joke. I'm impressed.