A flippercanorious walk
August 23, 2006
It was indeed! As August begins to run out of steam, the walking is getting better. The other morning the air was fresh and not so moisture-laden; it was still in the seventies, and the deep green foliage was guarding me from any more skin cancers. Life was good.
The walk also showed me that the weekly trash pickup monster moves along exactly at my walking pace, which ruined the solitude for a quarter mile or so, but as Owen Parry’s Major Abel Jones would say, let that bide. (If you haven’t read any Owen Parry, you should.)
Oh, yes. Flippercanorious. You already have guessed where I found the word, and it means “elegant.” The source is Maurice Weseen’s A Dictionary of American Slang, 1934. I must have read it when I was 3 years old. Or more likely found it in my Forgotten English Calendar. Who gave that to me, anyway?
Dave, so busy with new church website that he has been shirking his duty on the Orlop.
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