Sunday September 13th 2015
The recent hiatus
has played such havoc on routine, I even had lunch. A
necessary interlude, otherwise fatness sets in. It's a
sort of combination of smug and pompous, a horrible
condition, and yet without a degree of fatness no word
would be written. Probably wrong to think of it as
fatness, the word has connotations in the land of
plenty. So call it something else. Smompousness.
between smug and pompous, is I think mostly a simple one.
The smug are less vocal, the pompous are noisy. When put
together in a writer of pulp he begins to sound like a
snore, and while the snorer is quite unaware of his snoring,
it's his fellows that suffer. One solution is of course to
sleep in a sound proof room. Call it a Smompous Room with
internet access. Well worth recalling another symptom of
smompousness is making up words.