Library Of Congress/ Playing Baseball And Football In The Buff / Thomas Dekker/ Brett Favre/ Black Friday
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- Dreaming About Taking Great Photos/ Photo Presentation Options
- Westwood Club/ I Should Have Had The Chicken/ Lee Ann Womack/ Baby It’s Cold Out There
- Share What You Have/ Love What You Do
- Library Of Congress/ Playing Baseball And Football In The Buff / Thomas Dekker/ Brett Favre/ Black Friday
- Drinking Fast Food Coffee/ Coffee Stains And Darwin
In the buff
Meaning
N*ked.
Origin
A buff-coat was a light leather tunic which was worn by English soldiers up until the 17th century. The original meaning of ‘in the buff’ was simply to be wearing such a coat. Shakespeare makes reference to this in The Comedy of Errors, 1590 - employing a play on two meanings of the word suit, i.e. a suit (of clothes) and suit (authorization):
ADRIANA: What, is he arrested? Tell me at whose suit.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE: I know not at whose suit he is arrested well;
But he’s in a suit of buff which ‘rested him, that can I tell.
The later meaning of in the buff meaning naked is an allusion to the colour of the skin, which is somewhat like the colour buff (a light browny yellow). This was first recorded by Thomas Dekker, in his work Satiro-mastix or the untrussing of the humorous poet, 1602. In this he likens ‘in buff’ to ‘in stag’, which was a commonly used term for naked in the 17th century.
“No, come my little Cub, doe not scorne mee because I goe in Stag, in Buffe, heer’s veluet too.”
All of this from a lovely little site called The Phrase Finder
Earlier in the year we were up in DC and having a nice tour of the Library of Congress when our friend Kurt started telling us about these two paintings way up there on the ceiling.
These are representations of our national pastimes of football and baseball. But, of course, there is a major Greek influence going on here with all the statues and large columns. Just having a picture of Brett Favre up there (and a reference to There’s Something About Mary) would not be cool.
What to do? I know! Let’s undress em all and Play Ball!
So this is my Sunday afternoon post. Basically I’m sitting here alone because Beth went out for awhile to do some shopping. And I already did some shopping this morning on Amazon.com. Last evening when we went to dinner our waitress was telling us about the upcoming Black Friday shopping day. Her eyes became wide with animation as she talked about waiting in line at five am to be the first one in Walmut’s. She was pretty cute about it. Apparently last year there was a large crowd around the mountain of stuff that was unbelievably discounted.
Televisions for ninety nine cents. That sort of sale and when they’re gone they are definitely gone. So the guy was throwing the stuff to people who couldn’t get near the pile. And our poor waitress got hit in the head by a small box.
I think it was a radio or an alarm clock. Because she got clocked. So they had to call the ambulance. . .
Just kidding. She had fun and went out to breakfast with her buds after it was over. And she had an adventure. Plus! She was not watching television. She was enjoying her life.
But why am I not convinced that I or anybody I love should do this. . .I guess it’s a sport. And like any sport you have to understand the finer points. And love it.
Like n*ked football. Or even better. . . n*ked baseball!
Batter Up!
Have you noticed that a lot of my posts lately have been about n*kedness, n*dity or s*xual desire in some way, shape or form? What’s that all about?
I don’t know. Maybe I will introspect for awhile as I try to avoid going downstairs to the den and turning on the TUBE to watch some football. Why would I do THAT you ask? Because I watched Robin’s great (first) video about being ALIVE and not watching the TUBE.
Here it is by the way in case you missed it. Doesn’t she have a nice voice and a great way of presenting the material? I think she should be on television. Oh wait. . .
If you enjoy it please SU it so more folks will see it. And just to be perfectly clear SU means Stumble it on StumbleUpon. There’s no telling what might have been running through your mind a few seconds ago.
After reading all these edge dwelling posts.
Have a wonderful Sunday afternoon. Maybe I will go for a walk. Evita would approve of that.
Beth too for that matter.
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