Herb’s Blog, Herbdate 22596 – 909
Here’s the haps:
There are a couple of words that have been overused, misused and flat out abused. Lately, the word curated seems to come up everywhere in regard to pretty much anything. The second definition of the word means to organize and sift through a collection of some kind. It used to be just museums and art museums and places like that which curated collections but now…Okay, so, yes, you can use it for pretty much anything, but it’s still annoying and pretentious in a lot of cases. Curated salads? Curated artisanal bread?
Another annoying word is artisanal. Something produced in a limited quantity by an artisan. An artisan makes something by hand in a traditional way. Artisanal’s meaning can also mean a company or person that makes or produces something usually using traditional methods and in limited quantities. Oh, a baker can also be an artisan, even an artist, to be sure but I find it difficult to believe that a nationally known bread company manufactures one of their products in such a way and with such finesse and art that it justifies being called artisanal. My mother-in-law produced artisanal bread and cinnamon rolls but she did not use a bread machine.
Yesterday I was talking with my teenage grandson and he asked if there was something in the folder. I have a folder on my computer that I call, “Show Doug.” As I purvey the daily comics on Comics Kingdom and GoComics along with cleanmemes I occasionally notice there is a comic I think he’d find funny. Then, whenever he comes with the family to visit (Being a teenager he sometimes has much more urgent/pressing/exciting/interesting things to do) we go through the folder together and have a few laughs. Yesterday I said, “Douglas, as a purveyor of artisanally crafted comic strips, I have curated this collection especially for you.” He grinned at me and said, “Grandpa, are you okay? You’re talking funny.” “I’ve got some ‘toons in the folder.” “Oh, why didn’t you say so?” He knew full well what I was saying but also plays along with me. We get along pretty well and he used to call me Bumpaw when he was his little brother’s age.
Anyway, I curated this post on this artisanal blog for your purveyance.