I Am A Giant Nerd

I've developed a keen (what a dweeb - what 25 year old, besides me, says keen? Seriously?) relationship with right-leaning gentleman (I'll call him Bry) at work, and we have no end of poking fun at eachother's precarious policial/ideological positions, which I like to describe as slanted and enchanted. Aside from being a horribly clumsy reference to one of my favorite bands', that is, Pavement's, genrebusting 1992 album, I find those terms a bit more fun than the old "left-" or "right-leaning" standbyes. One of our favorite email activities (yes, we're nerds) is a little game we like to call the bloviation challenge. I won (even though its not really a competition) the most recent BC, with this little gem:

"Honestly, quite apart from eliciting insouciance, I find our epistolary tete-a-tete wholly innervating in regard to my heretofore torpid lexical sensibilities."

Strong, strong words, I know, but Bry had forced my hand with:

"Whatever the case, I am quite pococurante to your linguistic jabs."

'Pococurante?!?!' I read it again, slackjawed, and said it to myself a few times in disbelief, fully nonplussed by this masterful stroke of simple but devastaving bloviation, but I mustered the troops and shot back the aforementioned winner, and Bry had no choice but to fly the white flag thus, in the typically colloquial admission of defeat:

"DUDE! I am, like, way out-classed by your most excellent bloviation."

Heh, heh, heh, Ted = 1, Bry = 0. [ed: that is not really the score but this is my blog, dammit!]

-tn

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