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Topic: Fisher Poets Gathering
Posted: Friday, February 22, 2019 5:39:53 PM
Topic: belly-up
Posted: Friday, February 22, 2019 5:37:47 PM
Topic: yap, yap, yapping all day long
Posted: Friday, February 22, 2019 10:38:11 AM
Topic: peerless
Posted: Thursday, February 21, 2019 1:27:48 PM
Topic: yankee dime
Posted: Thursday, February 21, 2019 5:58:13 AM

Southerners use to say that the unscrupulous Yankees would not part with their dimes, hence, a kiss would be given instead, since a kiss was free. "I can't give you a cent for that flower, honey child, but I'll gladly give you a Yankee dime." - The South Talkin' Dictionary
I grew up hearing this phrase - my mama is from Georgia. :o)

Since it's a Southern phrase, naturally it is based on a negative opinion of Yankees.

The Phrase Finder ( explains the origin something like this: A kiss doesn't cost anything, and Yankees don't like to part with their dimes. Therefore, a Yankee dime is a free reward that doesn't cost anything.

Topic: It is easy enough to say that poverty is no crime. No; if it were men wouldn't be ashamed of it. It is a blunder, though, and...
Posted: Wednesday, February 20, 2019 5:06:41 AM

Context from:Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow


There have been a good many funny things said and written about hardupishness, but the reality is not funny, for all that. It is not funny to have to haggle over pennies. It isn't funny to be thought mean and stingy. It isn't funny to be shabby and to be ashamed of your address. No, there is nothing at all funny in poverty to the poor. It is hell upon earth to a sensitive man; and many a brave gentleman who would have faced the labors of Hercules has had his heart broken by its petty miseries.

It is not the actual discomforts themselves that are hard to bear. Who would mind roughing it a bit if that were all it meant? What cared Robinson Crusoe for a patch on his trousers? Did he wear trousers? I forget; or did he go about as he does in the pantomimes? What did it matter to him if his toes did stick out of his boots? and what if his umbrella was a cotton one, so long as it kept the rain off? His shabbiness did not trouble him; there was none of his friends round about to sneer him.

Being poor is a mere trifle. It is being known to be poor that is the sting. It is not cold that makes a man without a great-coat hurry along so quickly. It is not all shame at telling lies which he knows will not be believed--that makes him turn so red when he informs you that he considers great-coats unhealthy and never carries an umbrella on principle. It is easy enough to say that poverty is no crime. No; if it were men wouldn't be ashamed of it. It's a blunder, though, and is punished as such. A poor man is despised the whole world over; despised as much by a Christian as by a lord, as much by a demagogue as by a footman, and not all the copy-book maxims ever set for ink stained youth will make him respected. Appearances are everything, so far as human opinion goes, and the man who will walk down Piccadilly arm in arm with the most notorious scamp in London, provided he is a well-dressed one, will slink up a back street to say a couple of words to a seedy-looking gentleman. And the seedy-looking gentleman knows this--no one better--and will go a mile round to avoid meeting an acquaintance. Those that knew him in his prosperity need never trouble themselves to look the other way. He is a thousand times more anxious that they should not see him than they can be; and as to their assistance, there is nothing he dreads more than the offer of it. All he wants is to be forgotten; and in this respect he is generally fortunate enough to get what he wants.

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Topic: Float Festival (Theppotsavam)
Posted: Tuesday, February 19, 2019 6:20:06 AM
Madurai’s Float Festival: Kaleidoscope of Lights, Lamps & Fireworks

Unlike other religious occasions in South India, the rituals of the Float Festival are performed on waters of the Mariamman Teppakulam Lake in the backdrop of Meenakshi Amman Temple.

The Float Festival was initiated by Thirumalai Nayak, the King of Madurai, in the 17th century. The principal ceremony of taking the idols on a boat ride across the lake on the occasion of the King’s birth anniversary came into existence after the King commissioned the construction of the lake over an area of 5 kilometers, with a grand palace on an island in the middle. Fed with water from the Vaigai River, the lake is to the east of the Meenakshi Temple.

The Float Festival of Madurai begins with a spectacular procession of the embellished idols – Goddess Meenakshi and Lord Sundareshwarar – during the wee hours of the day. The deities are transported from the Meenakshi Temple to the Mariamman Teppakulam Lake in golden palanquins accompanied by musicians and devotees. Then, the deities are placed and worshipped in a makeshift mandap on the bank. The idols are prepared for boat ride on a raft-like structure lavishly decorated with garlands, flowers, lights, lamps and silken buntings.

Tied to the float, two ropes are pulled by the cheering crowds of devotees. One rope is pulled by men on the island, and the other is by men on the bank, to draw the float for rounds in the lake. After some time, the float is drawn back to the island where the idols are kept till the evening. The devotees reach the island by boats and spend some time in worship of the deities. In the evening, the island temple is ostentatiously lit with colorful lamps and lights making the sight a mesmerizing one.

The return of the raft with the idols from the island temple to the shore is marked by dazzling fireworks in the evening. The reflection of fireworks and lamps on the water makes the lake sparkle with splendors. Once the float reaches the shore amidst cheers and ceremonies, the idols are placed on an adorned horse for a procession back to the Meenakshi Temple. Unique to the celebration of the age-old custom initiated by the King and the celebration of his birthday, the Float Festival of Madurai is a spectacle of glitters and gleams.

Topic: Exciting literature after supper is not the best digestive.
Posted: Tuesday, February 19, 2019 5:58:26 AM

Read the context from : The Living of Charlotte Perkins Gilman: An Autobiography


Of all those childish years the most important step was this, I learned the use of a constructive imagination. Under mother's careful regime we children had a light and early supper, and then were read to for a while, too short a while, inexorably cut off by bedtime. The reading was interesting, sometimes thrilling, Oliver Twist for instance, to an eight-year-old. But that painfully early bed hour stoppes the story, perhaps in the middle of a chapter; off we went, dumbly, but with inward rebellion.

You may lead a horse to water but you cannot make him drink. Bed is one thing, sleep is other. Exciting literature after supper is not the best digestive. Lying there, not a bit sleepy, full of eager interest in the unfinished chapter, following the broken adventure to possible developments, I learned the joy of brain-building. Balboa was not more uplifted by his new ocean. Beauty and splendor were min at last to pile and change at will.

Topic: arboreous
Posted: Monday, February 18, 2019 6:12:49 AM

Arboreous Painting by Erin Hanson

Topic: won't budge an inch
Posted: Monday, February 18, 2019 6:06:33 AM

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