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THE INTERROBANG

5 June 2007

Life's no fun.  I just learned about the "interrobang" and now I can't use it.

Each week Walt and I sit down and listen to Says You, that radio show that fills us with useless information, like "gowpen," for example.  (I liked that one so much I made it one of the photos in my 365 set.)  But most of the cool useless information I pick up each Sunday I forget within minutes.

In one of the categories where the contestants had to give a definition of various words, the word was "interrobang" and Walt knew that it was a combination of an exclamation point and a question mark.  What a fun bit of punctuation.  (The graphic is from Wikipedia.)

I envision all sorts of uses for it.  Like "Who pulled the butter off the kitchen counter onto the floor?!"  (Answer:  Lizzie, who ate an entire cube of butter this morning, just a day after I thought, with pleased astonishment, about how long it had been since she'd gotten into any mischief.)

Like "Do those puppies want to go out again?!"  (Answer:  Yes.  At 1 a.m. At 3 a.m., At 5 a.m.  But they no longer poop in the playpen which is, I suppose, a fair trade-off, if you don't mind never sleeping again.)

Heck, I speak in interrobangs.  I write in interrobangs and I think that now that I know that there exists such a piece of punctuation it's a damn shame that there is no neat ASCII code which will allow me to insert an interrobang into what I write to really give the full flavor of my meaning.

Just think how often I could use it in a sentence that reads "George Bush said what?!"

Another use for the interrobang is one I wish I didn't have the opportunity to use so often:  "She fell again?!" 

Walt's mother has had yet another fall.  After they decided not to operate on her latest spinal disc fracture, since they were able to keep her pain controlled on medication (and since she didn't want to go into the convalescent hospital, which she hates, yet again), we thought that things would settle down, but she fell today, on the way to the bathroom, and Walt's sister called to say they had taken her to the hospital again to assess what damage she has done to her disintegrating spine.

There aren't too many positive things you can say about being overweight, but when you carry around the poundage that I have carried around all of my life, at least my bones are strong.  Walt's mother is a wisp of a thing who gets thinner and more frail every day and those bones just break too easily.

We don't know what's going to happen, but Walt's sister has to go out of town later this week, his brother just started a new job and has no vacation time, so Walt may be headed back to Santa Barbara again very soon.

Another use of the interrobang:  "He's going to do what now?!"

I had an e-mail from Dr. G.  A couple of years ago, I designed the web site for his expanded practice, doing "pelvic aesthetics" and incontinence help.  The incontinence help I understand, but "pelvic aesthetics" is essentially plastic surgery for the pelvic area and I just shake my head in astonishment at how much money is spent on beautifying an area that rarely, if ever, sees the light of day. 

I do understand that women have body issue problems and if this helps solve them, more power to them but it's nothing I would ever consider for free, much less spend hundreds or thousands of dollars on.

However, he has now added a new procedure and this one is a doozy.  Allow me to quote from the web site:

The "G-Shot" or "G-Spot Amplification (TM)" is a simple, non-surgical, physician-administered treatment that can temporarily augment the Grfenberg Spot ("G-spot") in sexually active women with normal sexual function.

FDA approved human-engineered collagen is injected under local anesthesia in the office, into and around the G-spot (an erotic zone just inside the anterior wall of the vagina, along the course of the urethra.)

The procedure is performed to augment and enhance sexual pleasure and enjoyment by swelling the G-spot. In two pilot studies, it has been found to be 85-90% effective in women with normal sexual functioning.

The FAQs don't address how much fun the procedure is.  I can only imagine, since the procedure starts "You will be positioned on the examination table as if you are getting a PAP smear and the doctor will do a pelvic exam and measurement of the G-Spot based upon your direction."

I have no idea how much this costs, but its effect only lasts a couple of months, so it appears to be the gift that keeps on giving, for the physician involved.  And, I assume, for the patient.

I try very hard not to think of the people panhandling outside the mall where Dr. G's office is located, the women with children begging for food for their families, and the myriad causes that could use a couple of bucks now and then while Dr. G is diddling around with his patients' hoo-hahs, trying to help them have a lot more fun.

Now there's a perfect situation for an interrobang if ever there was one.
 

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You can tell it's tipper by the white tips on her feet

 

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