Words that annoy me more than they should: coed

Why do we need this word anymore?  Why do I still see it occasionally in news articles or plot descriptions?  i.e. “Sally was a young coed who had no idea the political intrigue that awaited her during the summer”

Co-ed is an abbreviation for Co-educational, referring to a female student going to a school with both female and male students, from the 19th century.  ”Girls and boys going to school? Together? What kind of world are we living in?  Why, we must have have a special term for this most egregious exceptional event,” the blogger said sarcastically.

Shouldn’t we have a special word for all the dozens of young ladies that attend female only schools?  Wouldn’t that be a more more uncommon occurrence that necessitates extra adjectives?

So, the next time you see the word ‘coed’ in anything written written after 1950, I want you to find the author, throw the book, article, or internet at him and yell, “You wasted my time with anachronistic descriptions!  And I’m not gonna take it anymore!”

Worse Movie I Saw Today: Cannonball Run 2

The movies that I’m writing about simply bad, they are not “so bad that they’re good”, and they are not simply unwatchable.  They are so bad, so poorly conceived, implemented, and presented on every level that they need to be seen.  Movies that epitomize some basic aspect of hubris, laziness, or madness innate in humanity

Which brings me to Cannonball Run 2, a sequel to a mediocre movie which belongs to that strange group of celebrity laden cross country race movies.  The entire sequel is ripe with the stench of contractual obligation.  That is why it is a must see.  What is contractual obligation in such a large and complicated thing as a major motion picture?  It is a cross country race from LA to Conn that never leaves Nevada.  It is Frank  Sinatra being edited into  scene with Sammy Davis Jr and Dean Martin without actually being on the same set.  And it is ending the race with a nonsense cartoon, clips from earlier in the film, and simply saying that no one won.  It is beautiful, and amazing, and must be seen to believe.

Heroes poem

I’m waiting for the Heroes season premiere to begin in a few minutes, so here’s a quickie poem:

Sometimes you have to pretend

That things could get better

And potential is unlimited,

Just for an hour, before returning to unforgiving reality,

So I’ll appreciate this time as a special bubble in the turbulence,

And create a special snack to enjoy as I relax on my comfy couch.