According to Beethoven, "Ghost" = a piano trio in D major. I love associations like this, the ones that make no sense until you hear/see it for the first time. The moment between surprise and "aha!" is enlightenment - your knowledge of the word (and of the world) has just been expanded with this little destruction of the boundaries of word.
Language does not equal words, either spoken or written. Language is signs, the signifying sound/image (words) combined with the signified idea. Signs are arbitrary - nothing is inherent to our language. A tree is not called a tree because some inherent quality of those things in forests and in side walks dictates it to be called a tree. It's called a tree because we decided to call it a tree.
That's why the word ghost can become the definition of a piece of music. Our language is not defined by what we are taught in school or what we read in dictionaries. We can mold, alter, or even destroy language as much as we want.
We do this all the time. Slang is the youth culture's display of language arbitration. We call something "the shit," which means it's good - we've arbitrated the word shit from it's typical crude way of meaning feces and turned it into a synonym for cool. Euphemisms operate the same way - flossin' as a way to describe showing off. We've taken a word describing oral hygiene and arbitrated it to its original meaning, while at the same time abstracting the idea of showing off to a verb that has nothing to do with showing off.
Can we start calling young slang "youthanisms"?
No? O.K. Sorry guys, my bad.
The company that made Duke Nukem shut down today. This got me in the gut a little. Duke Nukem was one of my earliest video game memories, and to watch a piece of your childhood vanish into the abyss of bankruptcy stings. It also makes the overwhelming pressures of adulthood a tad more visceral. If video game companies, those technologies that we literally grew up with and have watched become one of the highest grossing markets in the world over the last decade and a half, can go under, how much can we, the products of the video game generation, hope for?
That being said, apparently they had been working on a Duke Nukem title for 12 years. That's bullshit. That's like asking your friend to come out to play on a Saturday and having to wait for him to finish his month of being grounded to come out to play. At that point, you've probably found a new friend to go to 7-Eleven with.
Sorry, Duke Nukem, but you probably would have been the victim of a killing spree if you came out today. Arbiter plasma swords and gravity guns are too much for your crude but witty catch phrases.
I am strongly considering reaching the lowest point of my procrastination and joining Twitter. Not like I need another medium to say stuff through (I prefer social networking of the long-winded sort), but because my friends seem to tweet with relative frequency, and I don't want to miss out on their fun. I feel like the kid who hasn't quite finished his sandwich when all of his friends run out to play kickball, so he stuffs his face with bologna and white bread and ends up choking because he's that afraid of being picked last.
To those with Twitter, you will know my decision come tomorrow.
Lots of little kid metaphors in this one. Perhaps it's my subconscious trying to counteract the thoughts of leaving school (potentially) forever. It does make me wish that ice cream truck would come by Marsh Plaza today - I could go for a Ninja Turtles Popsicle (apparently, Popsicle in the lower case is incorrectly spelled? Who would have thought that Popsicle would be a proper noun?).