Week 6: Pageant of the Transmundane

I was fortunate enough to make the acquaintence of a certain genteel lady this week, and in exploring the depths of her blog, I discovered a crispy little gem that was worth sharing. Was I expecting to find this little tidbit at False Consciousness? Not exactly, but she had just happened to mention another article she wrote about Myspace and another article just popped out for me while looking for it.

You see, Anomie-Atlanta wrote down a little, well, a little primer for Contemporary Southern Euphemisms that left me dumbstruck... particularly because I had used about 4 of the terms this week in a professional sense. Oops. Bonus points if you figure out which ones.

Her list also explains why I don't like being called nice and avoid using that word to describe anything.

So in honor of Futurama returning to the air, I chose a very appropriate trophy this week. Congrats A-A, you deserve the Homer Simpson Transmundanity Award.



The rules of this contest: Every week I will be selecting one blog post that I have seen from the vast reaches of the blogosphere to bestow with the Homer Simpson Transmundanity Award for being one of the freakiest(in a funny way) things I've seen or read during a 7 day period. It doesn't necessarily have to have been written during the week, I just had to have encountered it.

Now, if you see a post that you think is worthy of this illustrious prize, just drop me a line at campybeaver@gmail.com and we'll see if we can't get your entry up and award-ready.

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