by Lady Chevalier June 04, 2005
A period of roughly six weeks, lasting from the end of November to some time in January. It includes a number of religious holidays, traditional celebrations, and family visits. It is generally accepted to be both the best part of the year (for people under the age of fifteen) and the worst part of the year (for people over the age of fifteen).
Includes: Thanksgiving, Hannukah, Advent, Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, the Winter Solstice, St. Nick's Day, Kwanzaa, Boxing Day, New Year's Eve, New Year's Day, Winter Break (for students), and a number of others.
Sometimes used (as "Happy Holidays") as a politically correct (race, creed, and nationality-neutral) phrase on cards and decorations.
Also known as "International Muzak Month" due to the unwavering propensity of shopping establishments to assault their customers' ears with instrumental version of "Do You Hear What I Hear," "Jingle Bell Rock," and "White Christmas" for the entire six-week period.
Includes: Thanksgiving, Hannukah, Advent, Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, the Winter Solstice, St. Nick's Day, Kwanzaa, Boxing Day, New Year's Eve, New Year's Day, Winter Break (for students), and a number of others.
Sometimes used (as "Happy Holidays") as a politically correct (race, creed, and nationality-neutral) phrase on cards and decorations.
Also known as "International Muzak Month" due to the unwavering propensity of shopping establishments to assault their customers' ears with instrumental version of "Do You Hear What I Hear," "Jingle Bell Rock," and "White Christmas" for the entire six-week period.
If I hear "The Little Drummer Boy" one more time, I swear I'm going to snap. I didn't mind this as a kid, but ever since I turned fifteen, boy! I hate the holidays.
by Lady Chevalier August 27, 2005
A wobbly (but unfallydowny) toy from back in the day. (Actually, it originated in the 70's, which is well before MY 'back in the day,' but I can pretend to be cool and know what I'm talking about.) (And anyway, Playskool still makes incarnarnations of the darn things.)
While I never had Hasbro's brand name Weebles, I did play with a DIY version my uncle made for me. It involved a purple plastic easter egg (you know, the kind you get three jelly beans in) with a penny taped inside the bottom half and a rather frightening face drawn on in Sharpie. Basically, like the actual Weeble, you could bat it around and it would always right itself. It wasn't that far off from the real thing, either.
Being a somewhat belligerent child, I took the slogan as a personal affront, and spent many hours (well, at least twenty minutes trying to devise ways to MAKE THE DARN THING STAY TIPPED OVER. Gluing it to the table might have worked, but I was caught before the elmer's had set. Would that I were still so carefree!
Admittedly not a hugely challenging idea for a toy, but hey.
While I never had Hasbro's brand name Weebles, I did play with a DIY version my uncle made for me. It involved a purple plastic easter egg (you know, the kind you get three jelly beans in) with a penny taped inside the bottom half and a rather frightening face drawn on in Sharpie. Basically, like the actual Weeble, you could bat it around and it would always right itself. It wasn't that far off from the real thing, either.
Being a somewhat belligerent child, I took the slogan as a personal affront, and spent many hours (well, at least twenty minutes trying to devise ways to MAKE THE DARN THING STAY TIPPED OVER. Gluing it to the table might have worked, but I was caught before the elmer's had set. Would that I were still so carefree!
Admittedly not a hugely challenging idea for a toy, but hey.
Weebles wobble, but they don't fall down!
Distracted Father: *calling from the next room* Janie? Janie, did you take my superglue?
Slightly Creepy Child: *loudly and sweetly* No, Daddy!
Distracted Father: Huh. *goes to the basement to check his toolbox for the fourth time*
Slightly Creepy Child: *stashes tube of epoxy, glaring at newly-inverted Weeble the entire time* Take that, you demonic ovoid spawn of hell.
Distracted Father: *calling from the next room* Janie? Janie, did you take my superglue?
Slightly Creepy Child: *loudly and sweetly* No, Daddy!
Distracted Father: Huh. *goes to the basement to check his toolbox for the fourth time*
Slightly Creepy Child: *stashes tube of epoxy, glaring at newly-inverted Weeble the entire time* Take that, you demonic ovoid spawn of hell.
by Lady Chevalier June 10, 2005
A wholesome-looking black and white clip art character that has been used in recent years to humorously promote drugs, violence, and alcohol.
By this point in time, he's a seedy cliché seen on out-of-style book covers, posters, and T-shirts. It's not funny anymore, guys. It doesn't make you trendy or ironic, and you're not sticking it to anything.
It just makes you look like an idiot who gets off on beating dead horses.
By this point in time, he's a seedy cliché seen on out-of-style book covers, posters, and T-shirts. It's not funny anymore, guys. It doesn't make you trendy or ironic, and you're not sticking it to anything.
It just makes you look like an idiot who gets off on beating dead horses.
by Lady Chevalier July 30, 2005
An area of Minneapolis by the UMN campus. Some people call it UMN's answer to Mad-town's State Street, but those people have clearly not been to State Street, as the atmosphere is completely different.
Contains several restaurants, cafés, shops and other venues, as well as the Dinkydome, a rather glorified (but nice) food court.
Uburbanites have an admittedly strange fondness for the neighborhood, and while they may bash it in the company of fellow Minnesotans, many will defend it to the death against Madison detractors.
This is not a nickname or slang term. It is the honest-to-gosh name of the neighborhood.
Contains several restaurants, cafés, shops and other venues, as well as the Dinkydome, a rather glorified (but nice) food court.
Uburbanites have an admittedly strange fondness for the neighborhood, and while they may bash it in the company of fellow Minnesotans, many will defend it to the death against Madison detractors.
This is not a nickname or slang term. It is the honest-to-gosh name of the neighborhood.
State Street is eclectic; Dinkytown is homey. State Street will nod to you as you pass, but Dinkytown will wrap you up in a great big Minnesotan bear hug.
I'm gonna be in Dinkytown this afternoon. Want to hit up the Dinkydome for lunch?
I'm gonna be in Dinkytown this afternoon. Want to hit up the Dinkydome for lunch?
by Lady Chevalier May 24, 2005
The British term for the punctuation mark most commonly found at the end of a sentence.
The moment when the vehicle you are driving is no longer in motion; an instant of equilibrium achieved between decelerating before a stop sign and accelerating seconds later; the second in which any ornaments or fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror are perpendicular to the ground.
The moment when the vehicle you are driving is no longer in motion; an instant of equilibrium achieved between decelerating before a stop sign and accelerating seconds later; the second in which any ornaments or fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror are perpendicular to the ground.
*After being stuck upside-down on Six Flags' new Superman ride for an hour*
I am never going on a rollercoaster again, full stop.
I am never going on a rollercoaster again, full stop.
by Lady Chevalier July 04, 2005
The latest internet craze.
Taking from "the new black," (a phrase originally meaning "the latest, hottest trend in fashion"), the new monkey works on the idea that for several years now monkeys have pervaded every corner of the internet--as mascot, icon, part of a slogan, or in some other aspect.
"The new monkey," therefore, would be the next big thing.
Usage note: "The new monkey" refers to things that are in some way parallel to monkeys. Thus, bananaphones could be "the new monkey," but the bananaphone flash movie could not.
For this reason (lack of a parallel), All Your Base is not the new monkey. Neither are monkeys the new AYB. (I suppose it could be argued that the Banaphone flash movie is the new AYB, but we all know that's simply not the case.)
Taking from "the new black," (a phrase originally meaning "the latest, hottest trend in fashion"), the new monkey works on the idea that for several years now monkeys have pervaded every corner of the internet--as mascot, icon, part of a slogan, or in some other aspect.
"The new monkey," therefore, would be the next big thing.
Usage note: "The new monkey" refers to things that are in some way parallel to monkeys. Thus, bananaphones could be "the new monkey," but the bananaphone flash movie could not.
For this reason (lack of a parallel), All Your Base is not the new monkey. Neither are monkeys the new AYB. (I suppose it could be argued that the Banaphone flash movie is the new AYB, but we all know that's simply not the case.)
Pete: Wow, would you look at this site? Looks like ninjas are the new monkey.
Erik: What? No way, dude. Pirates are the new monkey.
Erik: What? No way, dude. Pirates are the new monkey.
by Lady Chevalier May 23, 2005