Most densely packed city in New England, where gentrification is cleverly disguised as "beautifying the city." Where you can forfeit an entire salary on parking tickets alone. Where yuppies hold forum on the dire need for more coffee shops, where an entire arts display under a decrepit bridge was once pillaged overnight, where you can find every ethnicity on the face of the earth, where Davis square has become the mecca of yuppiedom, where Ikea will inevitably lure more traffic than an 18-wheeler jackknife at rush hour, where the most disturbing and bizarre crimes occur, and where Barack Obama once lived.
Yuppie - After having lived in Somerville for a total of 8 months, reading a few Somerville Journal and Wikipedia articles, and having a firmly vague grasp on the history of 'my' city, I shall make a hip definition to liberate the once somerville-barren urban dictionary.
I was driving up to Winter Hill, when all of sudden, a Somerville squirrel came running out of Foss Park, jumped on the hood of my car and took a steamer.
A town full of illegal immigrants, blacks and a few racist whites that drives to the worst school system in Central Texas on the absolute worst roads you could think of.
City that's only about 10 minutes from Boston. Depending on the time of year, a little warmer/colder than Boston. An ethnically diverse city with people from every continent (but Antarctica). Haven to university students (close proximity to Lesley, Tufts, Harvard, etc.) and immigrants to escape high rent costs found in the neighboring cities of Cambridge, Arlington and Boston. Not a big city, however; 15th most densely-populated inc. place in America (greater pop. density than San Francisco).
Man 1: Hey, buddy, so I just learned where the first American flag was raised on January 1, 1776.
Man 2: Really? That's cool, where?
Man 1: On Prospect Hill, in Somerville, Massachusetts.
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!