#yes that shel silverstein

[chattahoochiecoochie]

Country Lessons With Hoochie

Been on a huge Dean Dillon kick lately, figured I’d put a little list together. I know a lot of y’all don’t listen to country much, or maybe you never have, but I hope you’ll give it a shot. Dean, born Larry Dean Flynn, is an American songwriter credited with much of George Strait's success, but he’s got an extensive catalog far beyond what he’s penned for Strait. Below, I’ve compiled a list of some of my favorites.

Tennessee Whiskey - David Allen Coe (1981), George Jones (1983), Chris Stapleton (2015) Miami, My Amy - Keith Whitley (1985) Tequila Eyes - Randy Rogers Band (2016) An Empty Glass - Gary Stewart (1988) Ocean Front Property - George Strait (1987) Unwound - George Strait (1981) Nobody in His Right Mind Would’ve Left Her - Keith Whitley (1985) Spilled Perfume - Pam Tillis (1994) Every Little Honky Tonk Bar - George Strait (2019)

With over two hundred songs to his name, if these aren’t for you, chances are the others might be. Tennessee Whiskey remains one of the most famous country songs of all time, and there's no doubt Dean helped solidify Straits spot as the King of Country – though it's worth considering his continuing contributions. With recent hits from Lainy Wilson and Luke Combs, he continues to mark his place as a legacy in country music. 

[fightagorillaonceeachweek]

Say what you want but in my heart the song “A Boy named Sue” is about how trans people are forced to become tougher due to growing up in an unsupportive world.

[haveyouheardthisband]

has there ever been a poll where "i've heard of them, but haven't listened" has won? thank you so much for doing this!! i'm in awe of your dedication!!

Yes, but it's pretty rare. I think this is all of them (so far): Gojira, Pussy Riot, William Shatner, Lil Yachty, Skid Row, Shel Silverstein, Cannibal Corpse, Tramp Stamps, and Phish

[abbysimsfun]

Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 41 (Buttercup's New Boyfriend)

Hazel stopped by toward the end of summer to spend time with her oldest sister and nephew. "I have news," she said excitedly. "Nicola proposed and I said yes!"

Heather was thrilled for her baby sister, who really wasn't a baby anymore. "Have you decided when the wedding will be?"

Hazel shrugged. "Later in the fall, once we've both finished school. Nicola wants to be a teacher like her mother and I'm taking some online courses in international relations."

Heather's eyes bulged. "Wow! I think politics is a great career for you, Hazel. You love making friends everywhere you go; I can only imagine how many people you'll want to invite to your wedding."

Hazel shrugged. "Not too many. We see our friends all the time, but we want our wedding to be for family. And if you think about it, our family's getting pretty big already."

"I can't wait to have a new sister-in-law!" Heather beamed. "Will you stay in Henford, or take your skills international?"

"Eventually I'll leave our hometown, but for now Nicola will work at Henford Elementary, and I think Mayor Varner will take me on as an intern so I can get some experience. We're going to live with Nicola's parents and brother in the Bramblewood so River and Cassandra will have space for their new baby."

Heather beamed. "I'm so proud of you, little Dandelion."

"You're as corny as Dad, you know that?"

"You don't like my Single Mom Jokes?" Heather pretended to be hurt.

"You're not single," Hazel reminded her. "It's been a few months since Holly called and said you'd basically met nerdy Clark Kent if he walked around all day looking as hot as Superman!"

"I just mean..."

"I get it, he's not your son's father! But that's obviously a good thing. When can we meet him?"

"Soon," Heather said. "I'm still getting to know him, and so is Ash. I want to be sure."

"Will you ever let yourself be sure?"

Hazel was right to doubt her - Heather doubted herself. But Conrad was back on the coast a few days later, spending time with Heather and her son at Fisherman's Wharf. After watching for sea lions in the bay, they stopped in for a quick bite at the Salty Paw.

No matter how much Heather doubted herself, she knew she loved spending time with him. He was still getting used to handling an infant, and feared more than anything he'd drop the kid on his head, but Ash babbled away in his arms as seagulls circled above, searching for food in the water below.

"My son learned to stand on his own at a booth inside the Salty Paw!" Heather groaned, caught between immense pride and embarrassment. "Does that make me a bad mom?"

"Nothing makes you a bad mom," said Conrad. Heather blushed.

"You're really good with him. Are you hiding any kids on me?"

"I donated sperm to pay my way through college." She froze, but when he cracked a smile she breathed with relief. "I'm kidding. No kids, I promise."

Heather had never had feelings this strong for anyone. Not Everett, and certainly not Malcolm. When they returned to her home on Sable Square for Ash's afternoon nap, Conrad told him a bedtime story to help him sleep.

"Once there was a tree and she loved a little boy. And every day the boy would come and he would gather leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the forest..."

He knew this one from memory, about a tree who gives all of herself to a boy throughout his life to make him happy. Ash suckled sleepily from his own fingers while he listened before dozing off.

Conrad was so perfect. Heather couldn't help but fear it all felt too good to be true. ->

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© The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein, 1964: Harper & Row.

[adventuresofalgy]

There were only a few days left in which to practise before his special Hogmanay Hootenanny, so Algy thought he had better get on with it without further delay, or he might not be ready in time…

Collecting his bagpipes from the place where his assistant had kindly stored them during his absence, Algy set himself up discreetly under a bush in her garden, and started to blow… but the bagpipes just said "Aaooga". Algy thought this strange, as he had played the pipes successfully not so long ago, so he tried again, but the bagpipes would not cooperate: they didn't say "yes" and they didn't say "no", they just said "Aaooga":

It was nine o'clock at midnight at a quarter after three When a turtle met a bagpipe on the shoreside by the sea, And the turtle said, "My dearie, May I sit with you? I'm weary." And the bagpipe didn't say no. Said the turtle to the bagpipe, "I have walked this lonely shore, I have talked to waves and pebbles--but I've never loved before. Will you marry me today, dear? Is it 'No' you're going to say dear?" But the bagpipe didn't say no. Said the turtle to his darling, "Please excuse me if I stare, But you have the plaidest skin, dear, And you have the strangest hair. If I begged you pretty please, love, Could I give you just one squeeze, love?" And the bagpipe didn't say no. Said the turtle to the bagpipe, "Ah, you love me. Then confess! Let me whisper in your dainty ear and hold you to my chest." And he cuddled her and teased her And so lovingly he squeezed her. And the bagpipe said, "Aaooga." Said the turtle to the bagpipe, "Did you honk or bray or neigh? For 'Aaooga' when you're kissed is such a heartless thing to say. Is it that I have offended? Is it that our love is ended?" And the bagpipe didn't say no. Said the turtle to the bagpipe, "Shall i leave you, darling wife? Shall i waddle off to Woedom? Shall i crawl out of your life? Shall I move, depart and go, dear– Oh, I beg you tell me 'No' dear!" But the bagpipe didn't say no. So the turtle crept off crying and he ne'er came back no more, And he left the bagpipe lying on that smooth and sandy shore. And some night when tide is low there, Just walk up and say, "Hello, there," And politely ask the bagpipe if this story's really so. I assure you, darling children, the bagpipe won't say "No."

Algy is thinking of the poem for children The Bagpipe Who Didn't Say No by the 20th century American writer Shel Silverstein.]

To join Algy's amazing Hogmanay Hootenanny on his sideblog @lovefromalgy on New Year's Eve/New Year's Day please use the submission form on Algy's sideblog @lovefromalgy or send Algy a link to a post on your own tumblr blog.

[delistylehardcore]

for a while i had been feeling a lil bad about something REALLY stupid for REALLY stupid reasons: i had felt like it was "too girly" of me to have come to a point where i find things like powerscaling dumb and things like shipping much more interesting. but then i thought wait, charles dickens wouldve been more interested in shipping than powerscaling. shel silverstein wouldve been more interested in shipping than powerscaling. shakespeare would've been more interested in shipping than powerscaling. this isn't to say that the modern act of shipping as it shows up in fandom has more artistic merit, or that powerscaling IS dumb and lesser and anyone who's interested in it is less intelligent or cultured or whatever, or that shipping as it exists in practice in modern fandom culture has a comparable level of artistic merit to any of these writers and their works, just that wait there are and always have been so many men throughout history who were more interested in exploring relationships and dynamics between characters than who could beat who in a fight. what am i fucking doing. also yes i know it shouldn't matter to me anyway even if something im doing is more associated with women AND those associations are often asinine and based in stereotype anyway but realizing that still did make me feel better lol

[dabiconcordia]

Where the Sidewalk Ends 

There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends. Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go, For the children, they mark, and the children, they know The place where the sidewalk ends. by Shel Silverstein

[lingthusiasm]

Lingthusiasm Episode 91: Scoping out the scope of scope

When you order a kebab and they ask you if you want everything on it, you might say yes. But you'd probably still be surprised if it came with say, chocolate, let alone a bicycle...even though chocolate and bicycles are technically part of "everything". That's because words like "everything" and "all" really mean something more like "everything typical in this situation". Or in linguistic terms, we say that their scope is ambiguous without context.

In this episode, your hosts Lauren Gawne and Gretchen McCulloch get enthusiastic about how we can think about ambiguity of meaning in terms of scope. We talk about how humour often relies on scope ambiguity, such as a cake with "Happy Birthday in red text" written on it (quotation scope ambiguity) and the viral bench plaque "In Memory of Nicole Campbell, who never saw a dog and didn't smile" (negation scope ambiguity). We also talk about how linguists collect fun examples of ambiguity going about their everyday lives, how gesture and intonation allow us to disambiguate most of the time, and using several scopes in one sentence for double plus ambiguity fun.

Click here for a link to this episode in your podcast player of choice or read the transcript here.

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In this month’s bonus episode we get enthusiastic about the forms that our thoughts take inside our heads! We talk about an academic paper from 2008 called "The phenomena of inner experience", and how their results differ from the 2023 Lingthusiasm listener survey questions on your mental pictures and inner voices. We also talk about more unnerving methodologies, like temporarily paralyzing people and then scanning their brains to see if the inner voice sections still light up (they do!).

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Here are the links mentioned in the episode:

Wikipedia entry for Everything Bagel

'Shel Silverstein's hot dog and the domain of "everything"' post on Language Log

Wikipedia entry for 'Scop' (an oral poet)

'New publication: Reported evidentiality in Tibeto-Burman languages' post on Superlinguo

Wikipedia entry for Tom Swifty

'Bench in honour of Nicole Campbell, who never saw a dog and didn't smile' post on All Things Linguistic

WALS entry for Feature 144B: Position of negative words relative to beginning and end of clause and with respect to adjacency to verb

'A few notes on negative clauses, polarity items, and scope'

'I didn't ask you to kill him' Learning English post on sentence stress and meaning

'I didn't ask you to kill him' sentence stress example in action by @dheanasaur on TikTok (⚠︎warning, loud sound)

Non-manual Markers in ASL / NMM's

'The Impulse to Gesture: Where Language, Minds, and Bodies Intersect' by Simon Harrison

'Quantifier Scope Jokes' post on All Things Linguistic

'Caring for your baby since 1890' ambiguity post on All Things Linguistic

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Lingthusiasm is created by Gretchen McCulloch and Lauren Gawne. Our senior producer is Claire Gawne, our production editor is Sarah Dopierala, our production assistant is Martha Tsutsui Billins, and our editorial assistant is Jon Kruk. Our music is ‘Ancient City’ by The Triangles. This episode of Lingthusiasm is made available under a Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial Share Alike license (CC 4.0 BY-NC-SA).

[haveyoureadthispoem-poll]

"If you are a dreamer, come in"

Read it here | Reblog for a larger sample size!

[swiftthistletea]

friday afternoon circletime preparing to read some Shel Silverstein kidskino "my mom got me this book waaaaaay back in 1993"

"you have a mom!?" "yes" "who is she??" "well she's my mom." "no, i mean who is she." "she's my mother." "whats her name." "her name is N and she lives in Texas." "you dont live with your mom???" (literal earth shattering shock) "no I dont anymore. Does your mom live with your grandma?" (thoughtful confusion, gears turning, realization happening)

[homelessnerd]

what are some books you love and why?

Oooo good question! I haven’t read any in awhile, but I’ll drag out my memories

Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir - A sci fi that has a lot of thought about the science without any romance as far as I remember. It’s about a scientist that’s stuck in space with amnesia trying to figure out why the sun is dying. It also has a unique ending, as far as I remember it’s happy but not in the normal way

Gregor the Overlander series by Suzanne Collins - Yes the Suzanne Collins that wrote the Hunger Games. It’s a series I read as a kid that’s still good today, fantastic worldbuilding and surprisingly complex story for 3rd graders to read

Wingfeather Saga by Andrew Peterson - Another series! Christian author, amazing worldbuilding and story, and you can find some of the music in the books online! He and his family sing as well and the songs are BEAUTIFUL

The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein - A book I read as a child that teaches some good morals. Also my sister saw me reading it and that’s how she decided she wanted to learn how to read which is sweet 😊

Thank you for the ask! This was a fun one to answer

[angelosearch]

Who are your favorite poets? :)

AHHHHHH omg I haven't been able to talk about poetry in SO long.

First, the classics. I am not huge on William Shakespeare's plays, but I do like his poetry. Oscar Wilde is just an icon. I like a lot of poems by Percy Bysshe Shelley and Emily Dickinson. I HAVE to mention Edgar Allen Poe because he's from my state but honestly, I like his overall ideas over his execution most of the time. Joyce Kilmer wrote one of my favorite poems of all time, "Trees."

Moving closer to the present day, there's Allen Ginsberg. Howl changed how I understood poetry as a whole. Shel Silverstein taught me what poetry was in the first place. I also enjoy Edward Albee and Joyce Carol Oates.

Getting into poets who are writing right now, Maggie Nelson wrote this collection of poems called Bluets that I adore. I also got to take a seminar with her through my college. Finally, I saw Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz give a reading and she was just... mezmorizing. Honestly, poetry is meant to be performed, which is why I haven't read much since college. But if someone invites me to a poetry reading, I am so there.

My favorite collection of poems is Unleashed: Poems by Writers' Dogs. It is just what it sounds like and yes it made me sob uncontrollably by the end.

Curious to know if you or any of my other mutuals have thoughts about poetry!

[haveyouheardthisband]

[havewereadthis]

"A favorite of many, Shel Silverstein’s The Giving Tree is a powerful story about the importance of being generous and the dangers of being selfish. The ending is sure to stay with every reader long after turning the last page."

[impuretale]

"The jigsaw piece I cut from my subjects is a symbol... they're missing a piece of themselves."

Me as a detective: Yes. A piece is missing. Because YOU CUT IT OFF, SHEL SILVERSTEIN.