I went to a dinner party at Nina's, who has recently launched her Ask For An Ocean View companion site. The site's slogan is a spot-on distillation of Ninaness and worth clicking over just for that. Anyway, for the dinner, I bought a bottle over of Bogle wine, and explained that the reason that I bought it was that the name was an anagram of BLOG + E, for Blog Entrepeneur. Nina did a passable job of acting amused.
Not like the time shortly after I began at Madison and was invited to a beginning of the year party. I brought tarts. I said I brought them because "tarts" was an anagram of START and so seemed the rousing choice given the party theme. The person to whom I said this looked at me the way you might imagine someone would look if the seemingly ordinary conversationalist she had been talking with had been suddenly replaced by a two-headed space alien, especially if that alien had something incredibly disgusting hanging out of one of its noses.
Moral: If you are someone who enjoys anagram humor, understand that this is a lonesome joy that will only bring awkwardness and pain if you try to share it with others.
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This might be the same expression I got when I told a group of faculty members and fellow students that I had a good feeling about a house I'd just purchased (and that I'd never seen) in the city where I was set to take my first job. My reasoning? Because it was 248 "Zanadu" and my dissertation chair's was 2424 "Zanadu", and well, if you take the last 2 and 4 in her address and multiply it, you get 248, so it's almost like the same address. I mean, what are the chances?
Uh huh.
It's a good thing we were at a fundraiser dinner with an open bar. Hopefully I'm the only one who remembers.
I think it's funny and clever! Had you brought the tarts to my party, I would have announced it with great fanfare to everyone, thereby broadening the awkwardness/pain, but at least giving you someone to share it with. Of course, the likelihood of my having a party is rather low...
I think these are fabulous. I especially like the "tarts" as they also could be taken, in anagram form, as a sort of symbolic food (which, as you know, I like).
I hereby double dare you to bring anagram'ed contributions to dinner parties in Cambridge.
Bonus points should you find anagrams to order from restaurant or bar menus.
Yeah, this is why I never fit in at Soc parties. Anagrams aren't funny to me. I mean, they're clever. But to me, they're like a step away from puns, of which I am no fan.
Sounds like you're not alone, though, Jeremy. Like I say, my, "Hey, does anyone here watch American Idol?" starter is always met by some wise-assed comment that "someone has too much time on her hands."
In my defense, you say: why did I bring this particular wine? I think: Good price? nice shape? fine on the palate? you have sentimental attachment to red wine? I do not think: is there an anagram involved?
Besides, you asked when I was still sober.
As t Ocean View and Ninaness: thank you. I think. I do believe that there are some Ninanesses that are sort of, well weird.
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