I’ll often get a strange contradictory semi-dream after a few minutes of drift. The semi-dream snaps me into wakedom, which is a good thing in an intended brief ‘reset’ nap. It’s not a good thing at the start of an intended full sleep.
I was hiding inside the upholstered front seat of a 1941 Chrysler New Yorker ‘Highlander Edition’. I was cautiously peeking upward through the seams between sections of the plaid broadcloth… WTF???
Previous snappers were visual. Lately they’re mostly text.
Just now:
The two Hines grandmothers arrived when everyone thought egg yolks looked like Cartelas. WTF??? Who is Hines? What are Cartelas? None of this resembles anything I’ve been thinking about.
Here’s an outstanding example from 2014 when I grabbed the snapper and ran with it, creating an original piece that I couldn’t remotely approach now.
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Semi-napping after a long hard coding session, I was hearing local drive-time radio hosts discussing the latest social media crap. I misheard them talking about “harshtags”. In semi-nap/semi-dream mode I expanded the misword into a larger thought….
Twitter missed the chance to pack more meaning into those tags when it restricted the prefix to just one # symbol.
Here’s how the morpheme could be packed:
♯ Sharptag or harshtag. Tells you that the following word sharpens or harshens the meaning of the earlier phrase.
♭ Flattag or bongtag. Tells you that the main phrase should be taken in a more mellow or toned-down way.
♮ Nattag. Undoes an implicit sharptag or flattag. If the main phrase is likely to sound sardonic, this tells you to take it as plain fact.
Caftag. Give this subject a rest! Pause for coffee!
Vactag. Give this subject a looooong rest! Take an ocean cruise!
Fertag. Hold on a minute here! Or, the main phrase gives a surprising proof of a puzzling theorem. Or, the subject reminds me of Leela. Or, Kilroy was partly here.
Crestag. Watch out, I’m just about ready to hit the CAPS LOCK KEY.
Dectag. OKAY, you’re right. Sorry. I’ll turn off caps lock.
Woketag. Implies that the main phrase begins with Yeah, right, and includes at least three somehows and two notions and must be spoken in a querulous tremulous tone. Like this.
And one final tag as a special gift for Polistra:
Freitag. You’re free from mathematically precise measures! Free to use natural measures!
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