ghost as a verb


Update: This word was added in February 2017.
You meet someone at a party and exchange numbers. You go on a few dates, and things seem to be going well. You think things are moving forward—and then you never hear from that person again. They won't answer your texts, phone calls, chat messages. They've ghosted.
ghosting-text-message-exchange-concept
The electronic aspect of ghosting is clear—refusing to answer or even read texts, letting calls go to voicemail
Ghosting (the noun) and ghost (the verb) both describe this phenomenon of leaving a relationship of some kind by abruptly ending all contact with the other person, and especially electronic contact, like texts, emails, and chats. Ghosting itself has gotten quite a bit of attention over the last year, but we have evidence of this use of ghost that dates back to 2006. Our earliest citations make the electronic aspect clear—setting your IM status to "invisible" so you won't be obliged to answer, refusing to answer or even read texts, letting calls go to voicemail.
The "disappear" ghost is based on an earlier meaning of the verb ghost, "to leave suddenly and without saying goodbye," which we've traced to 2004. And this ghost is based on yet an earlier use of the verb, "to move silently like a ghost." That ghost goes back to the 1800s.

keep eyes on kids and that signal (then dump that cell phone)

Nerdist | Strange answers to the psychopath test | Jon Ronson #podcast


I have to say this: The Psychopath Test is still one of my favorite books. WHY? We are surrounded by the psychopaths - some may even be in rule of countries.
ABOUT THE BOOK: READ WIKI

Nerdist Podcast: Jon Ronson

Jon Ronson (author, So You've Been Publicy Shamed) chats with Chris about why today's society loves to publicly shame people, how shaming differs between men

rest in peace Tom

In the rock band Automatic, we did this song. I love this song. I love Tom Petty. He's stardust. BOOM!

ah, october


O Suns and skies and clouds of June,
And flowers of June together,
Ye cannot rival for one hour
October's bright blue weather;
When loud the bumblebee makes haste,
Belated, thriftless vagrant,
And goldenrod is dying fast,
And lanes with grapes are fragrant
.

–Helen Hunt Jackson (1830–85)



Rest in Peace Harry


Lucky opens, aptly enough, with a shot of a tortoise crawling across a desert. That’s a clue to the poky pace of the movie — and its namesake, a nonagenerian loner played to perfection by Harry Dean Stanton, who passed away at 91 shortly before the film was released. As we watch Lucky go through his mundane daily rituals (yoga in the morning, crossword puzzles over meals, game shows in the evening), the movie, directed with no great haste by actor John Carroll Lynch, creates a profoundly moving portrait of a man coming to terms with his imminent demise.

we're older than we thought

Happy 350,000th, homo sapiens –>
The DNA of a boy who lived in what is now known as South Africa 2,000 years ago has led scientists to believe "that humans emerged as a distinct population earlier than typically thought, between 350,000 and 260,000 years ago." Bruce Bower has more on that at Science News.

We knew that we were really really old!  BOOM

wait wait wait

October alert
Moving BOOM - or we'll change our mind
(We heard rumors blogger sucks) (Facebook too)

GEORGE CLOONEY'S 'PRAYER' POEM

I pray for my country. 
I pray that we can find more that unites us than divides us.
I pray that our nation's leaders want to do the same. 
I pray that young children like Tamir Rice can feel safe in their own neighborhood.
I pray for all our children. 
I pray for our police and our first responders.
I pray for our men and women of the armed services. 
I pray that dissent will always be protected in this great country.
I pray for a more perfect union. And when I pray, I kneel.

Morning Rush Hour at the Heart Six Ranch



just a reminder

  good reminders!  


oh yeah...

oh yeah...

Trace's book