Adjective: Sexy
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I am saddened today by the death of Joe Ransdell.
Over the past decade Joe has been a constant source of knowledge, wisdom and guidance. He was an outstanding Peirce scholar and helped me greatly as my work developed early on. He was sympathetic toward my humble efforts, defended my work in the face of criticism and at one point came out openly as a supporter of the work, encouraging others to review it.
He was a friend to many of us in the Peirce community. He was the moderator of Peirce-L. He will be sorely missed as a member of the general community of Peirce Scholars and by me personally.
Apparently I am the first person to use the adjective "Delectable" to describe my wife "Debbie." This is a good sign since it shows some room for poetic originality but it surprises me somewhat. Surely, anyone upon seeing my wife "Debbie" and with a poetic voice will think "Delectable!" It seems unavoidable to me. Perhaps it is simply a term that has fallen from the American vocabulary and does not so readily come to mind. Surely my American friends can do better.
So far the variety of reports that I have from both sides of the Atlantic use the singular adjective "Stunning" to describe my bride, though (trust me) in its experience it is most definitely a verb.
This amuses Debbie no end because it suggests to her that whenever she walks into a room the effect is akin to Deer In Headlights. She then proceeds to use her wit to imitate the imaginary scene, and with sound effects. Debbie is definitely funnier than I am (and I am not funny at all) but the performance demonstrates exactly the intended meaning.
When she can contain her humor, and with characteristic emphasis and modesty, she praises the graces of her family; her sisters, her brother and her mother.
Debbie's mother's behind clearly had an impact upon her self image since she waxes lyrical, and at length, at the mere thought of it. It appears in numerous of her paintings.
Immunized by being besotted in Debbie's presence, long before I met her sister, Tracy floored every other man in the room at our wedding. Some escaping the effect only by chewing off a limb.
This is what I wake up to every morning: effortless beauty, creative talent, a sharp mind, and a perfect smile. I must have done something really really good. Fortunately, and quite inexplicably, Debbie feels exactly the same: I must have done something really really good :-).
