An explanation about something that I pinned:
And in other news, it’s Sunday, which means its time for the weekly wrap-up:
What you missed in my shop (Named “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
- The best thing about this necklace is that even if you look a little sh*tty that day, Juanita Weasel and Jefferson Peabody are looking up at your face as if you are the most badass person on the face of the earth. And you are. Those two know what they’re doing.
- Mostly harmless. People can consider themselves warned. It’s like you’re wearing a public service announcement. And a shirt.
What you missed on the internets:
- Kick-ass stuff I pinned.
- Oprah quoted me. Sort of.
- My sweet friend, Allie, asked me to write a guest review for her book. I wrote something so insane I knew she wouldn’t actually use it. She used it. This is why I love her.
This week on shit-I-didn’t-come-up-with-but-wish-I-did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome:
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94 thoughts on “Victor says squid-latin doesn’t exist but I think it’s just that he’s bad at languages.”
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I LOVE jaunita…I bought that birthday card for a friend and it was perfect.
That was epic.
Love the picture! Pretty sure there’s a Jonathan Coulton song about that . . .
I love the fact that under you review it says “This text refers to the Hardcover edition”. God only knows what you’d say abou tthe paperback.
Damn, I can spell, honestly, *your review* and *about the*
Teach us Squid-latin oh wise one!
Would he accept “Squiddish?”
I speak fluent Squiddish. It’s on my resume.
I agree. Victor doesn’t get it. Cute.
I love that shirt!!! Just wish it came in black or a darker color. (I can’t keep whites white to save my life)
(Easy fix. On the right side pick another style. The other styles are a bit pricier but they have lots of different color selections so you can customize. ~ Jenny)
Hmmm.. I think I have heard of squid latin… should that be capped?
Well obviously squid latin is the one where you take the start of the word, move it to the back and then add sloshing noises, right?
I’m searching Rosetta Stone for Squid Latin right now. It’s best to be prepared for the next time a meteor is heading straight at us.
Clearly I am embracing the absurdity, glad to know I am not alone.
Loved your review of Allie’s book!
Squid Latin is totally a language!! Just because someone can’t understand it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. I don’t speak Spanish, but it exists!
I have happened upon Allie’s blog several times. She is hilarious and now I must own her book! 🙂
I think Squid Latin is what kids are speaking today. And I for one think it’s totes freaking adorbs yo.
I wish I spoke Squid Latin, but right now I only speak Kid Latin. It’s mainly stuff like “veni vidi Velveeta”.. Cannot wait to get Allie’s book, even before your five reviews I wanted it, but that pretty much sealed the deal.
I’m pretty sure they cracked Rosetta Stone by applying Squid Latin.
Also, I hate it when I’m trying to save ships and they shoot at me. Every. Damn. Time.
Squid latin is one of those dead romance languages, right? Where you say stuff backwards? 😉
I am CRYING with laughter again. The phone-heads! And the eyeball guys in suits…my kid did that a couple of years ago in 5th grade…he called himself The Eye of the Law. And how in the FUCK did that chick get into that EGG????!!!!! This was almost as good as the terrible real estate photos. Thanks!
Aquaman only speaks squid-latin on Sundays – just for fun. He thinks its cool, but it REALLY pisses the sea life off….
Great post, Jenny. I’m sure Victor “gets you”, but loves needling you nonetheless.
I really felt like I “got” that explanation. I was like “yeah, exactly! they DON’T understand. And what does nobody FUCKiNG KNOW Squid Latin?!?!?” It was that kinda week
Well you know, Squid Latin is a dead language.
Squid latin: is that something like “Ub-gl, Ub-gl, Ub-gl”?
Isn’t squid-latin the ancestor of all languages? Because, we came from the sea, so…in theory we should all understand squid- latin. Clearly, Victor isn’t in touch with his ancient-sea-creature-side.
Clearly you need to give Squid-Latin lessons on the internet. One free squid with every passed test.
I agree with that one chick.. Beyonce is no where near as cool as you are my dear! 🙂
Hope you are looking forward to having a fun and Happy Halloween! What are you dressing up as??
I think Victor, like my fiancè, just feels he has a moral imperative to ruin your fun.
Ok – my brother-in-law lives in Minneapolis – the Moccasin bar is only 2 1/2 hours from there. I say we meet in Minneapolis and have the road trip of our lives ending in Hayward, WI. I’ll even let you pick the radio station – although my favorite station has always been “Scan.” Today’s my birthday, so maybe I’ll make that my birthday wish…or to cure some horrible disease. It’s hard to tell where the birthday wish is going to go until I’m actually mid-candle-blow.
Okay, I’m in for squid latin classes, but *mostly* for the free squid.
Also, those costumes…I have never seen a happier fly or a more unhappy rooster. Thank you.
P.S. I started taking B12 – thanks for reminding me that I decided to take vitamins and then immediately forgot all about it.
It’s so sad how poorly educated Victor is in the Latin derivative languages. (Pig always gets the attention. Totally unfair.)
You kinda made my Sunday 🙂
I had to think for ages about what squid latin really is… I suppose there’s no reason that it should be a pig instead of a squid!
I would speak squid latin with you. (That *is* what the Ood speak, right?)
I want the mostly harmless T Shirt, but I need to get one for my son as well. That’s pretty much my life motto at this point.
I wonder what squid latin sounds like…”Schwach schowk plop blub…BLUB! BLUB!!!!!”
It’s very frustrating being a squid who’s trying to save the world when nobody understands you, or your mission.
Perhaps there’s some sort of squid intervention program out there that offers counselling for giant squids in such a predicament.
You can pay in ink.
i do love juanita weasel.
Well I certainly feel like I’ve been speaking a different language than everyone else for the last few days. Maybe I’ve been speaking squid latin.
I think I might be the ship. Or maybe the squid.
Or, on some days, the meteor.
I love that your friend used your crazy review! Of course that is why she asked you for it 🙂
I don’t speak squid Latin but my kids and I are experts at squid math. Squid + mouse = squouse. Squid + ghost = squost. Hours of fun, I tell ya!
Well, of COURSE Allie used your review–she knows you have powers marvelous to behold, and furthermore, you have minions who’ll run out and buy her book now that it has your seal (or should that be James Garfield) of approval! (OK, maybe not “minions,” but by now I’d say Loki isn’t the only one who has an army. 🙂
Oh, and as for taxidermy: (1) You’re not allowed to “borrow” anything from that bar, and (2) it was my humble experience while living in the South (Athens, GA, in my case) that pretty much any decent BBQ joint has a metric assload of taxidermy…apparently lots of dead mounted animals improves the barbeque experience or some such. Perhaps it’s time for you, Victor, and Hailey to go get yourself some smoked brisket?…
I cannot wait to read Allie’s book! And though it will be hard to wait to get it from Amazon, I will order a print copy. I really want to see the illustrations in the actual book. So exciting!
When my solo book is published, you have free reign on my review.
And I mean book by myself, not a book solely about Han Solo. But that IS an intriguing idea.
Squid latin is pig latin’s older, slightly more disturbed brother who drools in the corner and is only allowed to sit on plastic covered furniture.
Just wanted to say–Shrinking Women is a lovely and deeply powerful poem. It also sent me into a week-long disordered eating tailspin the first time I watched it. So a trigger warning is probably in order.
Oh my God, you haven’t been to that bar yet??? Road trip, woman!! Let me know if you need a Wisconsin tour guide!!
I’m all out of love, I’m so lost without you…
If you’re going to be a squid…at least be a squid that can kick ass. Mission…accomplished.
Although that would make in INSANE amount of calamari. And now, I’m hungry. Fuck.
Shit. I have totally stolen from Allie. *hangs head and buys book*
Could number 12 on the “incredibly bizarre halloween costumes” possibly be a future gift for Victor?
Nothing says love like him being able to DRESS AS Beyonce!
I loved the costumes. I never think of people having a sense of humor back then, or being silly in any way, because Depression. It’s nice to see that wasn’t so, which I probably should have known if only I had stopped to think about it,
Love the art on that one.
I love Allie Brosh! And your review made me laugh out loud.
And I TOTALLY speak squid-latin! 😉
How do you not own that bar?
James (of Milne’s poem) feels your pain. “James gave the huffle of a snail in danger. And nobody heard him at all.”
(That’s one of my favorite poems of all time. I read that whole treasury to Hailey as much as my mom read it to me. I can still quote ‘Alexander Beetle” by heart. Nostalgia… ~ Jenny)
From the Mocassin Bar site: “Gambling, boozing, and yodeling animals cover the walls of this dive bar cum natural history museum.”
I’ve never visited a Cum Natural History Museum, but something tells me I’d better take an umbrella.
You have read the Hitchhiker’s Guide, right? Cause if you haven’t, 1) I’m seriously shocked that YOU of all people haven’t read it, and 2) you must read it as soon as possible. Like, literally, drop everything you’re doing and go read it. Douglas Adams is your soul-twin.
Khereva (comment above somewhere) in South Africa Christian bookshops call themselves CUM bookshops I giggle hysterically every time I pass one. Surely they can’t be that niave?
I got an A in squiddish and didn’t cheat. thestinky.com
You are so relatable…. it scares me. Deeply. Sort of.
Loved seeing the link to Momastery here, you’re two of my internet besties. Now if you just had Jen from Epbot and Deb from Smitten Kitchen I would probably implode from happiness.
The website doesn’t do this place justice – but I think you might need some suitcases here too.
DUDE I totally live 45 minutes from that bar, and I have been there. It is just as awesome as you might think – super cheap booze PLUS all the fun characters (bar-goers and animals) 🙂 Worth a trip to the northwoods!
I can’t decide if it’s weird that I totally understood that, or if it’s weird that Victor didn’t…
Tell him you found him Squid Latin on Rosetta Stone for Christmas. It will freak him totally out.
Also–in support of you (and Allie), I just bought BOTH your books. 😀 Thanks for always making me laugh, even when I shouldn’t!
Poor misunderstood squid, maybe he just needs a hug.
That’s on my bucket list: squid-latin interpreter.
So, I am commenting here because I didn’t want to accidentally win the Red Dress for which I would have little use. Besides I couldn’t fill out the top and I don’t believe there is a razor company that would want to donate time and money to shave these Wookies I call legs.
My comment isn’t really about awards either, I suppose. Though if anyone deserves an award, it’s you. If only for bringing some levity to what can sometimes be dreary and confusing times. Congratulations!
My comment is pure appreciation. I fell upon your blog by accident. Fell in love with it instantly and can’t love another blog again. You’ve ruined me for other blogs. I will admit to a little shameful emasculation as I believe that your demographic is mostly the fairer sex. Though I am sure there are plenty of gorillas, like myself, that put their Google on Incognito and sneak a quick peak to see if you have posted some new take on Taxidermy or the way socks should fit better. (Not sure you ever posted about socks that fit correctly but if you could that might be helpful.)
I realize, of course, that most of these comments get left on the cyber curb like so much refuse but I wanted to put in my virtual chuck on the shoulder and say Well done! Keep on truckin’ and ask you to try and use more cat euphemisms such as “Cat got your tongue”, “Nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.” and my favorite ” Cats, can’t live with them, can’t make them into backpacks.” Cheers -stay well!
i don’t know if you’ve seen this yet, but it’s screaming “jenny lawson” at me.
The squid are so misunderstood.
Just been thinking of you and hope all is well with you!
You can stay at my house when you go to the Moccasin Bar — it’s right up the road.
You (your family) made it onto buzzfeed.com if that helps at all!
My brother and I used to speak a secret language to each other. We didn’t have a name for it but if we did, I think Squid-latin would totally work.
Haha what an excellent review, she would be silly to not use it! I also love that picture but I’m totally on the boat. Life’s confusing and everything is out to get you some days. Until you realize you’re really being saved.
I feel better now. Thank you for your help with squid-latin. My son thanks you too.
I loved your review of her book and I am looking forward to having it in my hot little hands very soon since I pre-ordered it back in July. I need the boost anyway it’s been a really shitty couple of weeks. I really wish I could end my comment better than that but applying for Grad school has turned my brain to Jello.
Good thing that in addition to having subpar language skills, they have poor aim:)
Aren’t you the one who doesn’t like tentacles? Or am I getting my “writers and their neuroses” confused? Because if so, that would be wonderfully ironic.
I may have to sue you for intentional infliction of pain. Today I had my car serviced but before I left I searched for something to read as I have purchased a number of books for that purpose. The trouble is I can never find them when I need them, but your book was by my door as I have been meaning to share it with my sister so I grab it instead. I have already read it and found it to be the funniest book I ever read and I’m sure my neighbors think I am loony as I couldn’t contain or reduce the volume of my laughter while reading it.
Anyway, while I tried to read it quietly and with decorum in public, I was distracted by a wee lass who seemed fascinated with me (or she could have been pointing and laughing at me since I discovered I had my shirt on backwards like six hours later!) The lady sitting next to me seemed intrigued by me as well so I was really trying not to seem too amused. However I finally made it to the ‘Stanley the talking magical squirrel’ chapter…I knew how it started, not a problem. But I totally forgot how the chapter ended so when I got to the part with your niece, the raccoon and your sleeping father; well let’s just say it was rather painful.
I tried very hard not to burst out laughing and the harder I tried, the more I wanted to laugh. My eyes started to water, I was making weird choking sounds as I tried to swallow the sound of my hysterical laughter. Then I realized that I must sound and look like I was trying to stifle some deep down grief as I was shaking with suppressed laughter, wiping at my eyes and trying to hold it all in.
Needless to say, it was a very painful experience that I blame you for. You knew that your readers would find your tale more than humorous. I don’t remember a warning telling me not to read your book in public!!! I may never recover (although I think I’m now laughing more that it took me all day to figure out I had my shirt on backwards. No wonder I prefer logo-ed shirts so I can tell front from back!) Oh Jenny, why is life so painfully funny at times?
I have ordered a mostly harmless shirt. To trick people into thinking I am. I’m not. Not at all lately. ((sigh))
I-ay am-ay ure-shay at-thay I-ay ould-way ow-knay at-whay ou-yay are-ay aying-say in-ay Squid Latin!
Is it terribly lame of me that I am excited that my pinterest comment started your brilliant explanation? Oh well.
Hey! Have you and Hailey read the Emily Windsnap series? I think that the 2nd one has the Kracken! It’s a wonderful fantasy series. My 10 year old loves them.
Ahh see, its not called squid latin. ITs actually called squidoosh. Many people get that confused
Don’t ever let anyone tell you squid latin isn’t real. OF COURSE they have their own language. WHY ELSE WOULD THEY NEED SQUID INK? It’s to write squid latin in. Obviously. That’s why “octopus” sounds like it’s already a latin word. The squids named them.
“In Fancy Dress as a Side of Bacon.” Will remember for my next fancy dress party…
Oh my FREAKING LORD WOMAN. Just started reading your book and can’t stop laughing out loud, right here in my living room, by myself. Which is WAY better than cracking up with everyone sitting here around me, giving me annoyed looks because they totally don’t see what’s so funny and no, they also totally do NOT want me reading the paragraph out loud to them, because hearing it is not the same as READING it.
I didn’t even get past the deer sweater before I was snorting out loud, because I grew up in a small rural town where EVERYONE knows how to clean a deer, and I totally get it. Oh. My. Gosh. I can only say: you’re lucky your dad *hunted*. Mine did too, but also actually brought home…road kill. Ohhh, yes, he did…
So, my eyes were watering from laughing, and then I rubbed my eyes so I could see, and I totally forgot I just made chili, so I now I have cayenne in my EYES and I’m still laughing and the phone rings, and it’s my husband, who needs to talk about our business (which makes me feel bad because I’m here laughing my ass off while he’s working), and I can’t keep a straight face, because I’m laughing and crying at the same time and trying to be all business-y on the phone.
If you guys haven’t read that book…go out…right now…and order it. It’s freaking medicinal y’all.
*wiping tears and going back reading*
Jenny, I TOTALLY take people to the Moccasin on a regular basis (well, until I moved to London, but that’s a different story). But seriously, you should come do a book signing in London, stay with me and my hubby, then we’ll drink wine and fly back to the USA via Minneapolis/St. Paul International (it’s a direct flight). Then, just a 3-hour drive to a lovely cabin in the woods and a short jaunt to the Moccasin!!! There are LOADS of taxidermy shops in the great north woods of Wisconsin!
Yes, I am totally serious about all of this. Long time reader, first time commenter.
Omg!!! I read the introduction of Allie’s book and I nearly died laughing. I bought it immediately. Thank you!