I always, faithfully enter the parodies challenges and I always, faithfully later feel like I entered a soda and vinegar, papier-mache volcano into the MIT science fair.
The winner in my book is The Ballad of Donald and JD,” a parody of Billy Joel’s “Scenes From an Italian Restaurant.” Written, performed, and produced by Dave Scheiber, St. Petersburg, Fla. Not only are the lyrics flawless, the work that went into the graphics and editing is a wonder.
Thank you for o publishing the lyrics along with Frank and Valerie's video. It would be great if you always published the lyrics, whether there's a video or not.
(Sorry. I know. I've been begging for this for years.)
It was in someone's question; it's not as if he used it himself. But speaking for myself more generally, there is a LOT of stuff I can read once and not remember it two years later. Glad it's different for you!
Can't wait. For that promised column on pooping. Why, it must be going on two weeks now since poop was mentioned in these here parts. Poop on, I say. Poop on.
Along with new initialisms and acronyms, strikes me that there are simply not enough Wordle variations at something nearing 400 at last count for Wordies (like Foodies, but with fewer calories) so I suggest:
Turtle: You have two years to solve the puzzle. A longer version of Curdle and without the dairy product.
Hurdle: Requires a leap of imagination to figure out what the puzzle is all about. Usually written in cuneiform or hieroglyphs.
Startle: All that internet tracking (or doxing by your ex) shows up shockingly in a puzzle about --- you.
"Chortle" is almost as good as "Snortle." Although a bit extreme for even the aggressively intellectual, I think "Spirtle" would be more in keeping with your shamefully bloodthirsty suggestion for "Hurtle."
I always, faithfully enter the parodies challenges and I always, faithfully later feel like I entered a soda and vinegar, papier-mache volcano into the MIT science fair.
Okay, this is very funny.
Thanks Gene…btw, I think Tami Oldham used a cheapass Casio to help navigate her seriously wounded sailboat 1500 miles over 41 days to Hawaii. Alone.
To those FIFTY-FIVE people who got foal-name ink last Thursday: You'll get your prize letter . . . eventually. It's been a crazy week.
Hoping the craziness has settled a bit!
The winner in my book is The Ballad of Donald and JD,” a parody of Billy Joel’s “Scenes From an Italian Restaurant.” Written, performed, and produced by Dave Scheiber, St. Petersburg, Fla. Not only are the lyrics flawless, the work that went into the graphics and editing is a wonder.
My faves: Marty Gold, My Girl; Frank Osen, You're the Top.
Thank you for o publishing the lyrics along with Frank and Valerie's video. It would be great if you always published the lyrics, whether there's a video or not.
(Sorry. I know. I've been begging for this for years.)
It was short and there weren't subtitles.
I am like brown shoes at a tux party.
The word "initialism" appeared in week 12 here: https://geneweingarten.substack.com/p/the-invitational-week-12-mess-with. So how could you have not known it until two weeks ago?
It was in someone's question; it's not as if he used it himself. But speaking for myself more generally, there is a LOT of stuff I can read once and not remember it two years later. Glad it's different for you!
Gene has used it several times in the past year, though (actually, upon closer examination, they were all within the last month). Plus, see https://geneweingarten.substack.com/p/the-invitational-week-71-wait-wait
Ah well Mr. Truth, Justice and the American Way, you are clearly cheating. Different and obviously lighter socks. WDYTYDWH?
Okay, you're going to have to expand that initialism because Google doesn't know it.
Who Do You Think You're Dealing With Here? It's a "Googlenope" for now.
All the parodies are great, and I also want to say that your five rebooted initialisms are hilarious.
Shouldn't that be IMHO, though? (Don't forget the obligatory humility.) Anyway: thank you! that banal initialism will never be the same.
Can't wait. For that promised column on pooping. Why, it must be going on two weeks now since poop was mentioned in these here parts. Poop on, I say. Poop on.
Along with new initialisms and acronyms, strikes me that there are simply not enough Wordle variations at something nearing 400 at last count for Wordies (like Foodies, but with fewer calories) so I suggest:
Turtle: You have two years to solve the puzzle. A longer version of Curdle and without the dairy product.
Hurdle: Requires a leap of imagination to figure out what the puzzle is all about. Usually written in cuneiform or hieroglyphs.
Startle: All that internet tracking (or doxing by your ex) shows up shockingly in a puzzle about --- you.
Hurdle already exists - it's one of the Washington Posts' games. Kind of an extended-play Wordle. https://games.washingtonpost.com/games/todays-hurdle
Well then, we'll have to go with "Hurtle." Unless you can solve the puzzle in one try you are subjected to immediate and prolonged derision.
Wouldn't that be "Chortle?" In "Hurtle," if you can't solve the puzzle, you get thrown off a cliff.
"Chortle" is almost as good as "Snortle." Although a bit extreme for even the aggressively intellectual, I think "Spirtle" would be more in keeping with your shamefully bloodthirsty suggestion for "Hurtle."
Then how about "Turtle," where you have several days to solve the puzzle.
I already suggested "Turtle" or a longer version of "Curdle," but without the diary product.