Showing posts with label wine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wine. Show all posts

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Conscious vs. Conscience

My vaguely insulting blog entry that discusses the difference between Specific vs. Pacific is consistently one of my biggest traffic generators. I had no idea there were so many people who needed the clarification. And yet somehow, I'm not surprised.

I had several snide remarks ready to explain why I'm not surprised, but then I remembered that I probably shouldn't insult people taking the time visit my blog. Besides, I live to better society! I'm kind of like Batman, when you think about it.



And in the spirit of Batman, I'm going to teach you the difference between 'conscious' and 'conscience.' That way you can avoid looking stupid. I'm like a vigilante; preventing vocabicide!


Conscious has several meanings, but for our purposes, we're going to go with these definitions:


Example: Cartman proved Kenny was not conscious by waving a dollar in his face.

Classic episode.

'Conscious' is used pretty often as a part of other words like 'unconscious' and 'consciousness.' The former word indicates a lack of the latter word.


Conscience has a completely different meaning and application. Namely this:

This is what crickets looked like in 1940.

Or more precisely:



Your conscience is that voice that tells you the difference between right and wrong. Depending on who you are, it can be kind of aggressive.




Hopefully that clears up any confusion there might have been. It bothers me to no end that people were unclear on the proper usage of these—but wait! Citizens! It is the Bat-Signal! I must go and render assistance!


Which can be purchased from this vendor.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

A look into the future...

Using an exceedingly complicated and technically advanced time machine of my own design, I have been able to travel through time. Employing the stealth and grace for which I am known, I was able to infiltrate my home 70 years from our present date, cleverly disguised as an armchair.



The man on my right is my son and he is as one would expect:
Smart, polite, friendly, charming, funny,well dressed, a little on the special side, and very, very gay.

While in the home I was able to snap this photograph of my best friend Kevin and I enjoying glasses of wine.

Kevin looks lovely in plum!

It is a bright, beautiful future I have ahead of me.