We have become the culture of lazy phraseology; not to mention reckless writing.  Now just a little minute…. before everyone jumps my case about my grammatical practices here.  Please understand that at least I have an abbreviated understanding of the English Language.  It is my second language after all.   And the dot, dot, dots….. well…. I couldn’t write without them.  It is my way of dramatically pausing.  All would be lost here without them.

Back to the matter at hand.  The Culture of Lazy Phraseology.  Everything these days has to come with a catchy locution.  There was a time when we actually spoke in full sentences.  For instance, “She is my very dear friend, day in, and day out, and has been for years.”  But no.  Not now.  “She’s my BFF 24/7 4EAE.”

Cool.

@TEOTD  I give u 2MI.  AAR  I WYWH, F2F PEEPS.  I’d b PDH.  So W/B, K? ADBB!

WTF?

You know…… I wish people would start writing and talking and…. well…. even typing again.    Forget cursive.  Cursive Handwriting died a slow and agonizing death some time ago.  No resuscitation for that poor soul.  May it rest in peace.

Guess who it ended with?  “The Baby Boomers” (…and when the heck did they start naming the “generations” with this Lazy Phraseology? )  I am going to blame it on Generation X.  (BTW…. LOL… at least they could have named my generation something better than Baby Boomers…. for crying out loud….  I mean, S2S, it SUX.

I’m getting older.  That’s all there is to it.  The other day I told an “attractive” couple that they looked “fetching”….. they had not heard that term in years.  They LOL at me on FB.    (Can you hear the creaking and cracking of my joints?  And I don’t mean the kind you smoke….)

So off I go now.  I am going to find a Frisch’s Big Boy Restaurant.  I’ll put on my Poodle Skirt, and drive there in my ’57 Chevy.  I’m ordering a Fish Sandwich and Onion Rings… with a chocolate shake.  Then I am going home and watching a few episodes of “The Dick Van Dyke Show”; “That Girl”; “The Munsters” and “Bewitched.”  I’ll take the dog for a walk.  Say “Good Evening” to folks I meet on the street…. then head home and turn in early.  Right after a glass of warm milk.

or… OTB…. TIAD…. CUL8R.  Lazy Phrazy Kind of Dazy….