Today’s phrase of “forgotten English,” according to my desk calendar of the same name, is “out of all ho,” meaning “out of all restraint” and “derived from the exclamation ‘ho!’ — used to stop the combat at a tournament.”
Which has pretty much nothing to do with today.
Aside from a late afternoon meeting about our e-commerce system — a meeting that threatened to keep me at work until 5 o’clock, but thankfully didn’t — not a whole lot happened today. I finished reading Already Dead by Charlie Huston, a pretty gritty but deeply entertaining vampire detective story, and at work continued reading about transference and countertransference, specifically how they relate to the counseling of older adults. Why, what are you reading?
It’s my sister’s birthday — she’s four years younger than me — but otherwise pretty much just an average, wintry Tuesday.
And there I was, all set to be disappointed because my pimp had sent out all his girls already.