Comments on: Purposeful Complexity

By: --Deb

--Deb — Tue, 12 Aug 2008 13:40:43 +0000

Ah, but when my brain is tired, I find it that much easier to blather–my internal editor is too worn out to try to stop me! Thanks for playing.

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By: Melissa Donovan

Melissa Donovan — Tue, 12 Aug 2008 03:18:45 +0000

I must confess that I find this task somewhat daunting, particularly after spending hours toiling at word crafting. Although I feel as though my mind is already eviscerated of its lingual content, I will attempt to fulfill your request.
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By: --Deb

--Deb — Mon, 11 Aug 2008 01:24:28 +0000

Yes, well … for those of you who haven’t known me my entire life, that’s the letter I wrote my sister to go with her new dictionary when she graduated high school. Unfortunately, while I used a thesaurus to pick out some of the words, I didn’t check the actual definitions IN the dictionary, so looking back, it’s not quite as clever as I had thought at the time (grin). Not bad for a 14-15 year old though, right?

By: Patty

Patty — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 10:33:54 +0000

Does this look familiar?
Auspicious Natal Anniversary, sibling,
Salutations from your bipartisanship, Scorpian, vernal siblings, Debbie and Mustard. Receive this epistle with an unstinting heart and accumulate the entirety of my elite desiderates for you. You are presently septet and decennium perrinials aged.
May you exercise this lexicon to the extent of its versility, ambidexterity and accomplishment in universlty and in your career.

By: John Roach

John Roach — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 03:21:29 +0000

While your enjoyment might be at least somewhat derived from the utilization of excessive verbiage, my own is hails solely from the usage of excessive semicolons and other, like-minded punctuation (I cannot remember if it was a university chum or just a story, but an anecdote comes to mind of a multi-paper term paper composed entirely of one sentence, with semicolons pushed well beyond their limit); in fact, when I’m feeling particularly saucy, I enjoy writing a Whitman-esque sentence that doesn’t so much inform as it does lead the reader into a darkened labyrinth, winding and twisting, until they arrive at their destination panting and lost, wondering not so much how they got to where they are, but why, and how to return to whence they came to make sense of the journey — before ultimately succumbing to mental fatigue, proclaiming their desire to “hang it all” and moving on to the next sentence, never realizing that there, in the middle of an otherwise innocuous dependent clause, I slipped in the whole point, along with any dirty bits that I might be so inclined as to write for that one particular project.

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