I've only got three minutes before I have to dash to a meeting - which I forgot about until two minutes ago. I have nothing to say moreover, I have nothing to say that sould be said in three minutes. Well, I mean, I guess nothing could be said in three minutes easily. Unless, of course, it were one of those 'meaningful' nothings. You know, like you read in books. Pregnant pauses, charged silences, electric moments. Those probably take more than three minutes. Well, maybe not a pregnant pause. A pause seems to indicate, by the 'pause' definition, less than three minutes. Otherwise it would be a pregnant 'moment' or a pregnant 'interval.' Have you ever wondered about the use of pregnant in that case. I mean I guess it could be a pause 'full of' something, but literally it seems to be a pause 'in a prolonged gestation period that will bear forth a child in less than nine months depending on how big the pause is at the present moment.' Which I suppose could work, but it would take more than the nonexistent three minutes I haven't got left to figure it out. Toodles folks!
14 January 2008
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