A Rat In The House Might Eat Tommy’s Ice Cream
Got THAT out of the way. I’m not at all interested in mnemonics, frankly. But I do know one and there it is. 🙂
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In OTHER news it snowed last night. Here’s a photo of Bear in the snow. One of my friends pointed out the shadow, calling it Bear’s “Inner Wolf.” ❤
That is really a mysterious shadow on the photo. Everything has a name it seems, no matter how complicated.. I call them little rhymes to help me not to forget, my own private space really.
I didn’t see that shadow at first. 🙂
And here I was looking forward to an exciting tale about a sneaky rodent and purloined Ben and Jerry’s! Took me a minute to figure out it was a mnemonic device. And really, if ANY word needs a mnemonic device in order to spell it correctly MNEMONIC is just crying out for one: Mostly Nonsense Every Mindless Obscure Naming Idiotic Conventions?
Ha ha! Back in 8th grade we had a math book that was put together by an outfit called “SMSG.” On a quiz, the teacher asked “What does SMSG stand for?” No one got it right, and the answer I remember was “Seven Mighty Stupid Gorillas.” As far as the rodent and the ice cream, my initial reaction to that (1st grade) was “I don’t think mice like ice cream.” Because that’s just me…
https://dangerdangerwordpresscom.wordpress.com/2018/02/11/oscar/ Dangerspouse’ newest blog post and it’s a wonder. It is beautiful.
I did enjoy it. He is a little more salty than I expected, but then, his story turned touchingly sweet in the end. So, it balances out.
He’s salty. But hilarious. And he doesn’t just post recipes. He posts how to cook stuff with photos. AND he’s incredibly nice!
We got more rain. It’s a wet gray world out there. Strange winter weather, even for New England.
I got along with my mother, but I never got along with her as a kid with a mommy. I got along with her as a grown-up kid with a mother who didn’t really want to BE a mother. She wanted to be herself. I think in today’s world, she would have stayed single. She liked being single.
I took that part out of this post, but I got along with my mother. THAT was a matter of survival. She was always right, whatever insanity she was at any given moment so I was a chameleon who could only feel free when I was alone. I’m just one of those surviving kids. But my mom was a monster and I would not have realized it had not my aunts remained so steadfastly behind me, even after my mom was dead. I hope I can figure this out. I’ve done some bad things to good people who loved me; I did this because my perspective of love was so warped. Anyway, I’ll either figure it out or not. 🙂
I have known two mnemonics that were pretty successful — The streets of Seattle include 2 streets for each word: “Jesus Christ made Seattle under protest.” After 50 years, I can still remember about half the streets!
And the stops on the Philadelphia Mainline train were “Old maids never wed and have babies.” Sixty years later, I can still come up with all but the first name!
Those are useful. 🙂
I agree on “wolf” by the way. Pretty astute if you ask me.
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I need a mnemonic to remember the mnemonic.
Really Idiotic Gimmick Huh, Tiger? 😉
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