Hang on … I thought it was called gibbous because gibbons walk around showing each other their bottoms all the time or something, hence moon resembles gibbon, therefore “gibbous”. As in “gibbon-y”.
This etymology brought to you by the three hours’ sleep I’m operating on today. This internet thing can be a real timewaster, did you know?
To that I say, “the three hours’ sleep on which I am operating.”
I taught an entire blogging course yesterday on one and one-half hours’ sleep! But then I crashed until 2pm today. Oh, the glamorous life of a blogger!
That’s beautiful. And you inspired me to look up what gibbous actually means. (Should I be ashamed at not having known?)
Can you really see that from Canada?
You mean you CAN’T see that? But you’re so much closer! It must be that the arctic air is clearer.
Alejna, if you read as much HP Lovecraft as I do you’d have known. I cannot say this does me much credit.
The moon must have been retouched to remove the shadow of Putin flitting across.
Are you kidding? You’ll never see him in the same frame as a cross!
Gibbous means round or protruding, right? You could say someone has a gibbous ass.
Gibbous is the opposite of crescent, in moon terms. If you moon someone and the light shines over more than half of your ass, I guess it’s gibbous.
Hang on … I thought it was called gibbous because gibbons walk around showing each other their bottoms all the time or something, hence moon resembles gibbon, therefore “gibbous”. As in “gibbon-y”.
This etymology brought to you by the three hours’ sleep I’m operating on today. This internet thing can be a real timewaster, did you know?
“This etymology brought to you by the three hours’ sleep I’m operating on today.”
To that I say unto you, “The moon’s an arrant thief,
And her pale fire she snatches from the sun”
To that I say, “the three hours’ sleep on which I am operating.”
I taught an entire blogging course yesterday on one and one-half hours’ sleep! But then I crashed until 2pm today. Oh, the glamorous life of a blogger!
Monkey buts and moonshine — can always count on these parts for weirdness…
You KNOW you can depend on me. Farting slime, too!
I thought the moon was in retrograde this week; otherwise something is missing a lampshade.
In Soviet Russia, Moon shines YOU!