excellent versus awesome

I’m an over-user of words. Mainly, words like awesome or perfect or dude. All three very important words that I think everyone should use all the time. They make conversations so much more fun.

The other day, when editing a co-worker’s email, I automatically wanted to put the word AWESOME in it, but it had something to do about retirement plans and didn’t seem like quite the content that would have used awesome as a descriptor word. Maybe some people would disagree, but they weren’t the ones proofreading the email now, were they?

Sometimes, I arbitrarily type awesome into Google. I can’t explain why. I just like to do it from time to time. This time around, I found this:

useofawesome

Why, yes, that is a graph of how popular the word awesome has become. I’m not surprised. I can’t imagine Susan B. Anthony using the word awesome to describe any of the anti-slavery movement work she did in the 1850s. I could be wrong. Maybe Helen Keller would have used it, if only there were a sign for it, you know? It looks like it really started taking off right around the time Sandra Day O’Connor turned 25 and her car insurance went down, which is definitely something I would use awesome to describe.

Google suggested that excellent was a prime synonym for awesome and probably a little more appropriate for emails around the workplace.

Popularity of excellent since Sojourner Truth was born:

useofexcellence

And I have to tell you, I’m disappointed. I full on expected a gigantic spike in 1989 on usage of the word excellent. Why?



You’re welcome.

i used to sing karaoke…

That was usually after I’d drank a pitcher of beer (out of the pitcher) and done a few shots (usually ones that were on fire). ┬áMy 20s were completely irresponsible and perfectly awesome for that age. My 30s are just as awesome, but in ways more appropriate for public consumption.

Sometimes this singing of the karaoke took place in a pole barn turned bar/nightclub, called Club 66, which was located in illustrious Knob Noster, Missouri, located conveniently between Sedalia and Whiteman Air Force Base. (For reference, Club 66 is now called DO Drop In. I’ve never been.) Other times, it took place in a bar in Marshall, Missouri. I can’t remember the name of it, but I’m pretty sure it was a underground gay bar. Except not very underground, because it was on the town square.

Here are some videos that I’ll call: Songs Wendy Sang When Singing Karaoke With Her Friends That Often Encouraged This Behavior Because They’d Been Drinking, Too.

I was Young MC. I had ladies singing background for me.

Yeah, my name is… a hot mess on the mic.

I tried this once. And I think people left while I was on stage. I would have left, too, had I been sober enough to drive.

I know you were hoping for more, but that’s really all I’ve ever sang in my life. And that’s all I ever plan to sing in my life. The main reason: I’M A HORRIBLE SINGER… hence the rapping instead.