Your Urbane Wedge
Daily uplifts and snippets for boredom-and maybe just the occasional leafs of randomness.
Recipes With Health
Some recipes just to make you feel good about eating snacks. Hopefully.
Memoirs
Petite stories from the attic of my mind jotted down and put out for everybody (or just me) to examine.
Each day we are becoming a creature of splendid glory or one of unthinkable horror.
C.S. Lewis
Each day is something that is a blessing. And what you do each day is your choice and nobody else’s. Make your choice count. Because it will suck if you don’t.
About Mere Colloquials
Just a bunch of leafs of nothing to do-ness.
Hope you have a great time reading through it and hopefully it’s not pure torture of boredom.
Random quote
“Never confuse my silence with weakness. After all nobody plans murders out loud.”
The Joker
Boredom fighters
- Write a short story
- Get some exercise
- Start baking (classic)
- Finish the book you began reading a year ago
- Go play outside
Hello From a Me
Hello, fellow humans! I am pleased to announce to you the first ever post on this blog called Mere Colloquials. Before I get to that explanation, let me first be classic and thank you all for actually using that energy to click a button and read this befuddling pastiche.
So yeah, thank you.
Let’s wrap that up and let me explain the name. From the statistics figured out in my brain, only one out of twenty people will be able to spell Mere Colloquials right, which made it one of the few blog names available.
In the Oxford Dictionary of English, they define colloquial as an adjective used to describe something used in ordinary or familiar conversation or writing; not formal or literary.
Or something like that.
Mostly, this entire thing will just be me and a whole homogeneous heap of whatever comes into my head. The occasional baking recipe, some writing slips, and the random excerpts containing just a bit of wisdom (maybe). I also have plenty of time and am trying my very best to procrastinate and get rid of my procrastinating, which makes no sense unless it makes sense to you.
So whether you’ve made it to the end of this, or if you quit on the first sentence (but then you wouldn’t even be reading this if you quit on the first sentence so why am I even writing about this?) this is just a prick into my ordinary life.
There you go.
And goodbye. 👋 (By the way, I am very fond of using emoji’s, so you may want to be warned, but I will attempt to tone it down a bit).
Jeremiah 30:17
