The Big Picture

EF3FBD49-1982-467F-8A99-AF5FD438A708The explosion that followed the crash was loud and destructive. “Goddammit, Jake. I told you it was a trap,” Ed said, looking at the image on the monitor.

“I know,” said Jake. “I kinda thought it might have been a trap. But I was under a lot of pressure, you know.”

“You put your men in harm’s way because you were feeling pressured?” Ed said. “This is not a game, Jake. You need to think big picture, you need to keep your eye on the horizon, to look beyond what’s right in front of you, to stay three or four steps ahead of the enemy, dammit.”

Jake threw down the controller and got up from the sofa. “This is a game, Ed. It’s a fucking video game, for crissake, he said. “It’s not life or death. No one was actually injured or killed. It’s all a fantasy.”

“Sheesh, Jake,” Ed said, “you have no imagination whatsoever. Fine, I’m going to watch ‘Game of Thrones.’ Can you toss me a beer from the fridge?”

Written for these one-word prompts: Wacky Weekend Challenge (explosion), Ragtag Daily Prompt (crash), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (trap), Scotts Daily Prompt (pressure), Your Daily Word Prompt (horizon), and Word of the Day Challenge (imagination).

Word Games

188EEA87-977A-441B-B3A5-18CD391CE089So Rory, aka, A Guy Called Bloke, came up with this game where we are supposed to “look at each of the word pairs below and say which word you use and why your choice of word is better than the other word.”

Then Rory said to nominate between 1 – 3 bloggers of our own to play the game and to explain why you have chosen that blogger.

But wait, there’s more. He wrote, “Additionally, add two of your own words that you may have confusion with.”

Rory tagged Melanie, aka, Sparks From a Combustible Mind, who then tagged me. Why did she tag me? She said she tagged me because I am “another wordsmith” and she thinks I “might have fun with this.” Then she said something about me being a nude skier. Don’t ask!

Anyway, here are Rory’s original word pairs. But before I get into saying which is “right,” let me say that I’m an American and most of the “which is right” choices are choices between the American word and the British word. So, of course, to me, the American word is right.

Mine = Herbs/Yours = Erbs

I’ve never seen the word “erbs” in writing or in print. In fact, my autocorrect keeps trying to change it to “webs.” Herbs are plants with leaves, seeds, or flowers used for flavoring, food, medicine, or perfume. Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC) is supposed to have 11 herbs and spices. So is the choice really more about which word is correct or which pronunciation is correct? In America, the “h” in “herbs” is silent, so it’s pronounced like “erbs.” I’m not sure if, in the Queen’s English, the “h” is pronounced. They do strange things with h’s and with u’s across the pond.5581F866-92F2-4115-87AD-E94C58C91C04

Mine = Socks/Yours = Sox

The article of clothing you wrap your feet in is a sock. The baseball team that won this year’s World Series is the Sox — the Boston Red Sox.

Mine = CV/Yours = Resume

Either is right. Many job openings for positions in science and technology call for the submission of a CV (curriculum vitae). But it’s much more common — and less pretentious — in the States to use the word “resume.”

Mine = Ring Someone/Yours = Call Someone

When you want to get engaged or married, you give them a ring. When you want to talk on the phone, you call them. Period. End of discussion.

Mine = Rubbish Bin/Yours = Trash Can

I call it trash, because to me, “rubbish” is a synonym for “bullshit.” That said, when I put my trash by the curb for the weekly collection, I put it in trash bins.

Mine = Secondary School/Yours = High School

I went to an elementary school (not a grammar school), a junior high school (not a middle school), and a high school (not a secondary school). So there you go.

Mine = Lift/Yours = Elevator

“Lift” is a verb meaning to raise up, haul, heave, elevate. An “elevator” is something you step into to move from one floor to another in a multi-story building. So when in America, you use an elevator, not a lift. But I guess something can lift you up or can elevate you.

Mine = Ground Floor/Yours = First Floor

In many buildings, the ground floor and the first floor are the same, but in some buildings, the ground floor is below the first floor. For example, the ground floor of an office building could be comprised of a lobby and perhaps some retail stores or cafés, while the offices start on the floor above and it’s referred to as the first floor. So both could be right.

Mine = Holiday/Yours = Vacation

Christmas is a holiday, as is Thanksgiving, Memorial Day, and other such days. When you go away from home for a week or two, you’re going on vacation. Simple, right?

Mine = Post Code/Yours = Zip Code

In the U.S., we have zip codes. Canada has postal codes. Both are right, depending upon where you live or where you’re mailing something to.EBFEFB81-A728-4C1B-B9C9-8AE32D33F3AF

Mine = Jumper/Yours = Sweater

A “jumper” is someone who is standing on the roof of a tall building or on a bridge and is considering jumping in an effort to take his or her life. A “sweater” is something you wear, either for fashion or to keep you warm. Of course, a “sweater” could also be how you might describe someone who sweats a lot.D45D7598-BD22-44DF-BEDC-6F747C10FBD1

Mine = Lorry/Yours = Semi

I don’t use either. I use the word “truck,” and, for a large truck, I call it an “18-wheeler.”

Mine = Crisp/Yours = Chip

Bacon can be crisp. Cold air can be crisp. But a wafer-thin slice of potato that is fried or baked and eaten as a snack is a chip. And unless they’re stale, potato chips should be crispy.

Mine = Chips/Yours = Fries

Chips are wafer-thin slices of potatoes that are fried or baked and eaten as a snack. Fries are potatoes cut into strips and deep-fried. You may order fish and chips or a burger and fries, but no matter what you call them, they are fries.

Mine = Courgette/Yours = Zucchini

Zucchini. I’ve never heard the word “courgette.”

Mine = Aubergine/Yours = Eggplant

This is an eggplant emoji, not an aubergine emoji. ‘Nuff said.9A823B82-4772-48C9-AA16-203D6E28306E

Mine = Football/Yours = Soccer

Soccer is a sport that uses a round ball ⚽️ and where you can’t use your hands unless you’re the goalie. A football a prolate spheroid shaped ball 🏈 and the sport is much less boring than soccer.

And here are the ones Melanie added:

Mine = cookie/Yours = biscuit

In the U.S., a cookie is a small, typically round, flat, and crisp (but could be soft) baked good. A biscuit is a small, typically round cake of bread leavened with baking powder, baking soda, or sometimes yeast. I’d rather have a cookie than a biscuit, but I prefer biscuits in gravy to cookies in gravy. I’m just saying.

Mine = time off/Yours = leave

Both are correct, but to me, time off is shorter term, like from a few hours to a few days. But leave is longer term, as in I need to take maternity (or paternity) leave.

And here are my two adds:

Mine = Soda/Yours = Pop

Mine = Sub/Yours = Hoagie

I’m not tagging anyone in particular. If you want to play, please feel free to do so.

SoCS — Indigestion

F3E973D1-2C66-4CDD-8F6E-91D8DB68A5B9Linda G. Hill has given us the word “digest” for her Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, which I think is quite appropriate for those of us in the U.S. who celebrated Thanksgiving this past Thursday by ingesting more turkey, stuffing, sweet potato soufflé, cranberry sauce, and pumpkin pie à la mode than our bodies can possibly digest.

And speaking about turkey and digestion, I’m really having a problem trying to digest how Donald Trump is putting Saudi Arabia — not America — first. He’s claiming that the CIA did not conclude that Saudi Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman (aka, MBS) ordered the murder of U.S. resident and Washington Post journalist Jamal Khashoggi. This despite the fact that American intelligence agencies have, in fact, concluded that the Crown Prince ordered the killing in the Saudi Consulate in Turkey.

I mean anyone with half a brain would know that MBS was behind the brutal murder. So clearly Trump doesn’t have half a brain.

This is just another Trump self-serving lie. Depending upon who’s doing the counting, Trump has told between 4,000 and 7,000 lies or misleading statements since he’s been President of the United States. And the rate of his lying is accelerating. How is it that even his most diehard supporters, much less members of Congress, can believe anything he ever says? Anything. Ever.

And yet he is still the President.

How can that be?

I just can’t digest that.

FOWC with Fandango — Trap

FOWCWelcome to November 24, 2018 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “trap.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.