Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column skipping tra-la-la, looking for the daisies.
We don’t know about you and the company you keep, but the sunshine and warm weather Thursday had all us staffers around the Corporate Suites giddy with schoolboy joy (hey, that sounds like a Tiny Tim song). We were joking and laughing and giggling and generally having a good time. Then, when it came time for our daily group jaunt over to the post office (we have to go over there every day to see if they’ll let us collect signatures for a petition to legalize public nudity – no dice yet), we couldn’t help joining hands and skipping.
And that’s when it hit us. There’s just not enough skipping going on in the world. Adults are too afraid to skip. We want to know, why are there no skipping events in the Olympics? We’re pretty sure we can outskip anybody around – in height and speed.
Then there’s galloping. Rec centers have those bike spinning classes for workouts – why no galloping or skipping?
And what exactly does it mean to “skip to my loo, my darling”? Do we have a “loo,” or did they take it out with our tonsils?
Oh, the world is such a mysterious place.
Terry Bledsoe called and said our lexicologically oriented bit the other day about the obscure word “Brobdignagian” (which comes from Swift’s “Gulliver’s Travels,” and was the name for a land of giants – which is how it came to mean really really big) used it all wrong. He was joking, of course, but said it should be used only as a noun.
“As in, Anna Nicole Smith’s Brobdignagians,” he said.
And suddenly the word took on a whole new meaning for us.
We mused yesterday about putting a Mount Rushmore-style sculpture up on Mount Royal so that, when the Marines roll into Summit Up Land and liberate us, they’ll have something symbolic to tear down. An anonymous caller provided this suggestion:
“With all this hoopla over mag chloride, we should put the (Colorado Department of Transportation) commissioner on Mount Royal. We need to be liberated from CDOT and maybe get the United Nations to do some chemical weapons inspections on them!”
Very clever. We wish we’d thought of that in the first place.
Tell us about your favorite nonwalking ambulatory mode at email@example.com, fax at (970) 668-0755 or just take baby steps on the voicemail at (970) 668-3998, ext. 237.
It’s Friday and we’re out skipping stones …
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