1. Pertaining to dancing.
Apt word for these times, seeing as how more people care about Dancing with the Stars than they do about our politicians dancing around the issues...and stepping on our toes while they're at it.
When it will stop, no one knows. (or hit "refresh") I had to bump this one up, I liked it so well. I don't know if it will work for everyone, guess that would depend upon your security settings and your browser, but I'm locked down pretty good using Firefox and it works for me.
Did you know pineapples belong to the berry family? The pineapple is a multiple fruit made up of coalesced berries. The name comes from its pine cone-like appearance.
You are confident about your place in the world, and you've happily carved out your own niche.
You have a strong personality, and you have no desire to lead or follow anyone.
You don't think that you are strange, but others tend to think you are a bit eccentric.
You are brilliant and a rule breaker. Social graces don't come easily for you.
The title of the post is an inside joke, btw. I'm only a stinker to those with their noses in the air. Things aren't always black and white; life has shades of gray, after all.
bird dog noun
1. one of any of various breeds of dogs trained to hunt or retrieve birds.
2. Informal . a person hired to locate special items or people, especially a talent scout who seeks out promising athletes.
3. Slang . a person who steals another person's date.
My pop used to raise bird dogs, even taking them to trials and winning trophies. I've got some old home movies around here of the last hunting dog he owned, along with her litter of puppies but I haven't transferred any of them to digital yet. (I'm sure my home movies would really drive up the traffic to this blog!)
I've never known a person who fit the second definition and heaven knows I was never a good enough athlete to be bird-dogged.
I AM familiar with the slang term, though, because I was a bird dog when I met my ex-wife for the first time. Some home town boys brought their dates by my house and my roommate and I got the boys drunk and after they passed out we moved in on their women. Looking back, we shouldn't have done it...not because it was a despicable thing to do (all's fair in love and war, after all) but because neither my or my roomie's relationship with the girls turned out well. Oh well.
When I first saw the word in the widget module for today, the first thing I thought of was this old tune. It came out a long time before this concert, but it was the best YouTube had to offer.
