Tahoe delivered lots of snow. The boy enjoyed playing in the powder, and so did his parents. The girl couldn’t really tell the difference… yet. Northstar was family-friendly and worked well for us, despite two frustrating bottlenecks: their gondola at the bottom of the mountain and their shuttle buses around the resort. I remembered why I love snowboarding in powder (maybe only in powder), and how wonderfully exhausting cross-country skiing can be. Maybe we’ll do it again in 2004… but not tomorrow.
Day: December 31, 2003
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The real origin of the…
The real origin of the word blog?
While I know the real history of the word blog*, I’ve found a word that’s too refreshingly close, in meaning and spelling, to be a total cosmic coincidence: blague. On December 29**, in my Forgotten English calendar, the word of the day was blague, with one definition given as “a facility of speech not of a very high order; humbug, fib, chaff.”
I don’t think I’m reading or writing any blog(s) full of lies, but I’ll be the first to admit that this blog, at least, isn’t always (ever?) full of “speech” of a “very high order” — you’ll have to enjoy or tolerate what you get, in my limited free time.