We have a hyper-groupie at a city blog here in Vancouver from which we are occasionally doused with coolness and nonpareil usage of our language. Sean! What a guy. Peers. Yes, a real guy. In his introduction to his latest he writes:
Since we've been voted "most obtusely anachronistic and semantic" blog by Sean, the anti-Les Nessman of a groovy, post-coo-ool blog, I've gone looking for truer signs of the times about which to wax runic:
I love it, " to wax runic...." Intentional or not, the mixed metaphor is brilliant, as one expects from True Peers as opposed to nonpareil peers. Runes, as most of our reader will notice on the surface of it, are engraved, and to wax them is to create a further work on 'material' material. Peers' proud effort is about, among other things, the aethereal images of Facebook and the misgivings of controllers who know not reality from ideals. Funny? Maybe only to a few. Not to Sean, our critic who writes so variantly. (That is to say, in Mandarin, with courage.) Simply on the face of it, though, "to wax runic" is my favorite phrase of the year.
Life just keeps getting better. Why? Well, but of course: Tis the Season to be Mo Jolly.
No ireny intended, Sean.