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Merriam-Webster's Word of the Day for February 21, 2025 is: jabberwocky • JAB-er-wah-kee • noun Jabberwocky refers to meaningless speech or writing. // When the character gets angry or flustered, she talks in a sort of agitated jabberwocky that is really quite comical. See the entry > Examples: "The British press now converted the book into their native tongue, that jabberwocky of bonkers hot takes and classist snark. Facts were wrenched out of context, complex emotions were reduced to cartoonish idiocy, innocent passages were hyped into outrages—and there were so many falsehoods." — J. R. Moehringer, The New Yorker, 15 May 2023 Did you know? In his poem titled "Jabberwocky," from Through the Looking-Glass, Lewis Carroll warned readers about a frightful beast: Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch! This nonsensical poem caught the public's fancy upon its publication in late 1871, and by the turn of the 20th century jabberwocky was being used as a generic term for meaningless speech or writing. The word bandersnatch has also seen some use as a general noun, with the meaning "a wildly grotesque or bizarre individual." It's a much rarer word than jabberwocky, though, and is entered only in the Merriam-Webster Unabridged Dictionary.

Please visit breakerwhiskey.com for more information or to send a message to Whiskey's radio. Breaker Whiskey is an Atypical Artists production created by Lauren Shippen. If you'd like to support the show, please visit atypicalartists.co/support. If you'd like to send Whiskey a message, click here. -- [TRANSCRIPT] Breaker, breaker, this is Whiskey calling out for Herm. Hi, Herm. It's good to meet you. Good to hear from you. Good to hear from anyone, really. We've left the place that we were--coming down the mountain--and we've been moving around a little. So I haven't been on the radio as much as I would like. I'm also a little unsure how far my radio is reaching. I had the benefit of all of Birdie's equipment up on the mountain. And now, I mean, I think I think I was able to jerry rig something that will work pretty much like Birdie's set up worked, but I don't actually know for certain.  I'm hoping...I'm hoping we can go back in the spring, but it was just...it would have been dangerous, foolish to stay up there throughout the winter. I mean, it was freezing by the time we left. But anyway, Herm, your timeline. Sounds interesting, this fresh start that you're describing, the fact that you're with people but they don't know who you are. They don't know that you've flipped into a different version of the world. Color me intrigued.  Is this how all of you have felt whenever I've alluded to something without actually giving much information about it? It's interesting and also frustrating to have just some of the information. I think--I think you're probably right. That I wouldn't have shared the information that I shared if I weren't in the circumstance that I'm in. But I don't regret it. Not just because it allowed me to say a bunch of stuff to Harry that I don't think I would have been able to say to her face and...to maybe say some things to...to Billings' son. If he was listening. If any of that means anything.  It's not just the freedom of getting to speak to people that I know or people that I have something to say to specifically. I don't regret it because there's something freeing about all of it. There's something to be said for having this audio diary of my life of the past year and change of everything that I've been through. And there's something nice about people reaching out their voices to me as if they were already friends. The fact that I can mean anything to anybody, any stranger is...I mean...humbling. Just like you're experiencing. And it's surreal, but it makes it easier. It makes living in this big, empty world easier.  Hearing from...from all of you. Some of you are like me. You're alone where you are. But a lot of you-- you're in the timelines that I guess are a bit closer to the one that you left. And I wonder if there are other people out there who don't even realize that they've slipped into a different timeline? I don't know which would be worse, right? I don't know if those people feel that something is off, that something isn't quite right. If it's like the feeling of worrying that you left your stove on, but not being able to go back and check. I don't know if I could live with that feeling every day in my life. Is it better to live in a world where I so obviously don't belong? Because. At least I know it.  It must be lonely being the only person who knows that you're in a different place. I mean, that's what I'm assuming, based on what you said, but. Yeah. It must be lonely, especially if you have friends, but they're not the ones that you chose.  I like your cats' names. Mimzi and JubJub are very good names for cats. I never read the Jabberwocky, but that's an Alice in Wonderland thing, right? Lewis Carroll. I think Harry would understand you, though, wanting to have your books. But it's funny. I never really gave much thought these last seven years about who I wish I'd been stuck with. I guess because as much as it was agony so much of the time, I was with the person that I would have chosen.  I don't...I haven't told her that. You know? I mean, things have been things have been good and getting better all the time, but. There's still that sense that while we're the only two people on Earth, I mean, not actually, but in every way that counts, we're the only two people on earth. So. It's good that we can tolerate each other. It's good that we can express these emotions that we have for each other now, but...I don't know if acknowledging that and being what we are now, I don't I don't know if that counts as telling her that I would have chosen her anyway. That even if we were back in Manhattan, in the life we used to live, I still would have chosen her.  I think she knows. She's stopped listening to my transmissions, mostly because she's, you know, near me when I make them. And we only have so many radios traveling with us. It was different back on the mountain, but I should probably tell her, right? It's nice to get to say these things first to you. To have you know me in this way, even though I barely know you. I still-- I like having these things just be mine. Just be ours.  So, thank you, Herm. For saying that I mean a lot to you. And you haven't been intrusive. I have been putting my diary out for the whole world to hear. So, you know, don't worry about it. You're not violating any kind of privacy line. And I'm not sure that there's a point in comparing the experiences. You're allowed to complain however much you want to complain, and if it makes you feel like a child, then I say embrace that. I haven't felt like a child in so long. And. I don't know. Maybe...maybe that'll be a goal of mine. To feel more like a child. All right, Herm. Um. Thanks for...thanks for reaching out. For letting me matter to yo. And you mentioned missing someone. I think Arthur maybe was the name, and I just-- I hope you find them. Whiskey out.  

Please visit breakerwhiskey.com for more information or to send a message to Whiskey's radio. Breaker Whiskey is an Atypical Artists production created by Lauren Shippen. If you'd like to support the show, please visit atypicalartists.co/support. If you'd like to send Whiskey a message, click here. -- [TRANSCRIPT] Whiskey. I think if I found out someone had been reading my diary like we've been listening to yours, I'd be terrified. I'd close my eyes and cover my ears and run away to never appear ever again. But I can't think of it like that- intruding. I mean, I can. I'm like 90% sure if your timeline wasn't out to get you, leave you only surviving, you wouldn't share this. Those kinds of things change what's acceptable and what's not.  That was an awful start. Sorry. Everyone is just used to how I blabber and blabber that I forget to control it sometimes. So. Hello, Whiskey. This timeline of mine comes with...friends in it. It's not a Harry situation, really. But these aren't the people I would choose for an apocalypse. I wouldn't even choose people at all. I would choose my cats, Mimzy and JubJub. I was young and we had just read Jabberwocky for the poetry unit in class, and suddenly there were cats for me to name that day when I got home. And, anyways, Mimsy and JubJub have stupid names, but they're who I would choose.  And books. I would choose books. I had so many on my shelves that I was planning to read. There's no going back, though. I mean, the only reason I have my cats is because they needed a checkup. Did not happen by the by. That day, it went so weird so fast. It's weird here because nobody knows about me. I got a restart I never wanted, and I can't tell anybody anything. And I miss Arthur and...oh, geez.  So I'm not alone. We all have to move sometimes. And it feels like a field trip. It's really different from what you experienced. Humbling. Honestly, I kind of feel like a child whenever I complain now. I'm glad you haven't given up, though. I would. Even in this one, I almost did. I... I talked too long. I'm sorry. You don't know, but you mean a lot to me. Because I've been intrusively reading your diary, I suppose, but thank you, Whiskey. I want to hear your voice again soon. I've gotten pretty used to it.  You can call me Herm. It's something that...It's familiar. If you hear this Whiskey, or anyone else, I suppose. Callooh Callay. And I'm truly hoping that in front of us will be another good day. Herm out.

Episode #307 of BGMania: A Video Game Music Podcast. This week on the show, Bryan and Bedroth from RPGera finally kick off the spooky season by going on an old-fashioned monster and mythological creature hunt! Email the show at bgmaniapodcast@gmail.com with requests for upcoming episodes, questions, feedback, comments, concerns, or whatever you want! Special thanks to our Executive Producers: Jexak & Xancu. EPISODE PLAYLIST AND CREDITS Bandersnatch, Jubjub, and Jabberwock from Black Souls 2 [Unknown, 2018] Forest of the Undead from Bram Stoker's Dracula [Andy Brock, 1993] Title Theme from The Mummy Demastered [Gavin Allen, 2017] Monster Bash from Pinball FX 3 [Attila Heger, 2019] Basilisk Mine Field -Act 4-2- from Ninja Gaiden [Keiji Yamagishi & Ryuichi Nitta, 1988] It's Raining Minotaurs from Vampire Survivors [Filippo Vicarelli, 2022] Nuclear Deviance from Hunter Hunted [Loudmouth, 1996] The Oracle from Apotheon [Marios Aristopoulos feat. Xana Bel, 2015] The Shimmering Sands from Assassin's Creed Origins [Sarah Schachner, 2017] The Hand of Odin from God of War Ragnarok [Bear McCreary, 2022] Evil Spirit Rakshasa from Neptunia X Senran Kagura: Ninja Wars [Yuki Sugiura, 2021] Typhon's Lair from Immortals Fenyx Rising [Gareth Coker, 2020] Ballad of the Basilisk from RuneScape 3 [Ian Taylor, 2013] Credits -Secret- from Monster Prom [Messer Chups feat. Prank Masterz, 2018] SUPPORT US Patreon: https://patreon.com/rpgera CONTACT US Website: https://rpgera.com Discord: https://discord.gg/cC73Heu Twitch: https://twitch.tv/therpgera Twitter: https://twitter.com/OriginalLDG Instagram: https://instagram.com/bryan.ldg/ Facebook: https://facebook.com/leveldowngaming RPGERA PODCAST NETWORK Very Good Music: A VGM Podcast The Movie Bar --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/bgmania/message

“Jabberwocky” by Lewis Carroll 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves       Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves,       And the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!       The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun       The frumious Bandersnatch!” He took his vorpal sword in hand;       Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree       And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood,       The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,       And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through       The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head       He went galumphing back. “And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?       Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”       He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves       Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves,       And the mome raths outgrabe. Hi, I'm Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It's a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today's Pickled Poem? Email ⁠pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com⁠ and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I'd love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your parents have subscribed to this podcast, and ask them to leave a rating and review so more kids and families can enjoy pickled poems.  Oh, and I should mention that this podcast is sponsored by the ⁠Homeschool Conversations with Humility and Doxology podcast⁠, which is hosted by my Mom. So if you have a parent listening, they should probably check that one out, too.  Now go pick a peck of pickled poems! I'll see you next week!

Jeopardy! recaps from the week of May 15th, 2023. We discuss such unsettling matters as star-nosed moles, Black Mirror, and the category title "These Balls Have 'I's." (*shudder*) Kyle viciously slanders Chumbawamba, Emily shows off a little bit, and we dive deep into the nonsensical world of Jabberwocky. Find us on Facebook (Potent Podables) and Twitter (@potentpodables1). Check out our Patreon (patreon.com/potentpodables). Email us at potentpodablescast@gmail.com. Continue to support social justice movements in your community and our country. www.communityjusticeexchange.org https://www.gofundme.com/c/act/stop-aapi-hate www.rescue.org  www.therebelsproject.org www.abortionfunds.org 

In this episode, we discuss the recently released Neopets roadmap, this year's Advent Calendar, and a timely editorial question about AI generated art. We also attempt to answer some important questions: How do vampires work in Neopia? Are Aishas or Lennies smarter? And were we horse kids or wolf/Warrior Cat kids in school?

Recorded live at the Oxford Playhouse on Sunday 9th October 2021.   Gyles and Susie explore the wordy world of Universities as they return to their University home of Oxford.    Come discover what seminars have in common with semen, how gold tassels gave us the term 'Toff', why the mortarboard and the pestle & mortar are linked and Susie shares the ultimate excuse for bunking off class early to go for a drink down The White Rabbit (an Oxford pub named after Oxford resident, Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland).   Gyles teaches Susie what it means to 'sport one's oak' and Susie shares some further sporting references revealing why chess boards and dominoes are also linked to University life.   We love hearing from you, find us @SomethingRhymes on Twitter and Facebook, @SomethingRhymesWith on Instagram or you can email us here: purple@somethinelse.com   We currently have 20% off at the SRwP official merchandise store, just head to: https://kontraband.shop/collections/something-rhymes-with-purple   Want even more purple, people? Join the Purple Plus Club by clicking the banner in Apple podcasts or head to purpleplusclub.com to listen on other platforms'   Don't forget that you can join us in person at our upcoming tour, tap the link to find tickets: www.somethingrhymeswithpurple.com    Enjoy Susie's Trio for the week:   Peristeronic - of or relating to pigeons.  Hirquiticke - horny teenager  Backspang - a loophole that allows you to renege on a deal.    Gyles read ‘Jabberwocky' by Lewis Carroll    'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves        Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:  All mimsy were the borogoves,        And the mome raths outgrabe.   “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!        The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!  Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun        The frumious Bandersnatch!”   He took his vorpal sword in hand;        Long time the manxome foe he sought—  So rested he by the Tumtum tree        And stood awhile in thought.   And, as in uffish thought he stood,        The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,  Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,        And burbled as it came!   One, two! One, two!  And through and through        The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head        He went galumphing back.   “And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?        Come to my arms, my beamish boy!  O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”        He chortled in his joy.   'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves        Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:  All mimsy were the borogoves,        And the mome raths outgrabe.    A Somethin' Else & Sony Music Entertainment production.     Find more great podcasts from Sony Music Entertainment at sonymusic.com/podcasts      To bring your brand to life in this podcast, email podcastadsales@sonymusic.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:All mimsy were the borogoves,      And the mome raths outgrabe.“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!      The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun      The frumious Bandersnatch!”He took his vorpal sword in hand;      Long time the manxome foe he sought—So rested he by the Tumtum tree      And stood awhile in thought.And, as in uffish thought he stood,      The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,      And burbled as it came!One, two! One, two! And through and through      The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!He left it dead, and with its head      He went galumphing back.“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?      Come to my arms, my beamish boy!O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”      He chortled in his joy.'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves      Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:All mimsy were the borogoves,      And the mome raths outgrabe.Support the show

This is a very interesting and intense poem. It is interesting because there are lots of words that aren't really words at all and that I don't understand. It's intense because it's about killing a creature and it's dark, maybe at night. It is scary and fun to read. Jabberwocky BY LEWIS CARROLL 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!” He took his vorpal sword in hand; Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. “And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

JB shows up for Arkane and hasn't been disappointed yet. He brings his brand of chaos to Gloomhaven. He huddles up with a different flavor of Guardians. He thinks Death's Door is much more charming than its name implies.Show FeaturesListen to the Games of 2021 Podcast InterviewsGames of 2021DeathloopGloomhavenGuardians of the GalaxyOther Shout-OutsYou Forgot AboutGame(s) of the YearGuess the Grimmy WinnerOnwardFollow @HorribleNight on TwitterWatch @HorribleNight on Twitch.tv More video game podcasts and articles on HorribleNight.com

Jabberwocky Lewis Carroll   'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves       Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves,       And the mome raths outgrabe.   “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!       The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun       The frumious Bandersnatch!”   He took his vorpal sword in hand;       Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree       And stood awhile in thought.   And, as in uffish thought he stood,       The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,       And burbled as it came!   One, two! One, two! And through and through       The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head       He went galumphing back.   “And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?       Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”       He chortled in his joy.   'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves       Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves,       And the mome raths outgrabe.

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JB finally escapes his father. He made some new friends on the isle of Tsushima and wrote a few nice words about them. However, Ori may be his true best friend, but only because cannot escape spoilers from his own son.

Jabberwocky - Lewis Carroll  'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves       Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves,       And the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!       The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun       The frumious Bandersnatch!” He took his vorpal sword in hand;       Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree       And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood,       The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,       And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through       The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head       He went galumphing back. “And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?       Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”       He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves       Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves,       And the mome raths outgrabe.

The epic team of Dax Batswinger and Scoots McShoots have bested the candy cane vampires and now find themselves attempting to win favor with the Liquorice people. Can our heroes best the vile Wintergreen dragon? Can they find someway to lure the liquorice people over to their side? Why the hell is Jubjub still here!? Find out on A Load of BS! Remember to send in your ideas for the show to us on Twitter @ALoadOfPureBS or email us at ALoadOfPureBS@gmail.com! Support our Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ALoadofBS (https://www.patreon.com/ALoadofBS) Pick up some BS merch: https://merch.aloadofpurebs.com/ (https://merch.aloadofpurebs.com/)

’Twas brillig, and the podcast hosts      Did quarantine in the bade:All wobbly were the microphone posts,      And bad puns were made. Beware the John-erwock, my son! The JAHS that bite, the claws that catch!Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Alexxcast!Funny poetic lines, etc! To finish off our exploration of Tim Burton we watched “Alice in … Continue reading "Episode 77 – Alice in Wonderland" The post Episode 77 – Alice in Wonderland appeared first on John and Alexx Hate Stuff.

JB climbs into the ocean to look for bugs and fatherly advice. Look for mountains with checkpoints. If you fall maybe a ghost ship will save you. If you have red hair maybe a superhero will save you. If you’re immortal the mountain isn’t the issue.

What do Lindsay Lohan, Hocus Pocus and Neopets have in common? They all brought us happiness in the years 2000 through 2007. And, they're the subjects of this week's nostalgia-heavy episode of Slow News. Say hi to your Dad for us. And feed your dang JubJub, he's starving!

JB literally rebuilt his computer just so he could talk about games of the year. Er, well finish some of them at least. Dinosaur nazis have taken over Hyrule and there's only one man we trust with the job. It isn't JB, but he's here so it can't hurt.

Cecily and Alden adopt Neopets and discover the unfortunate inner-workings of the economy, geography and politics of Neopia.

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves 是滑菱鲆在缓慢滑动 Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: 时而翻转时而平衡； All mimsy were the borogoves, 所有的扭捏作态展示了 And the mome raths outgrabe. 蠢人的早熟、懒人的平庸。 "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! 提防贾巴沃克，我的孩子！ The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! 舌能伤人、挠破脸皮！ Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun 小心鸟儿啾啾，躲避那 The frumious Bandersnatch!" 毒蛇猛兽犹恐不及！ He took his vorpal sword in hand: 他长剑在握 Long time the manxome foe he sought 渴望交战寻觅对手 So rested he by the Tumtum tree, 树鸣瑟瑟他伫立 And stood awhile in thought 拭目以待稍假思索。 And as in uffish thought he stood, 他豪情万丈 The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, 隐语带着光芒 Cam...

Episode #23 Timecapsule: Collecting the lesser known, or somewhat hidden, non-combat pets can be a fun undertaking. Pet collectors will need to visit Westfall in order to dance with a chicken and uncover this secret quest. The Dark Iron Ale-loving Jubjub frog makes a perfect companion for anyone willing to learn the secret diet of […]

L Carroll read by Classic Poetry Aloud: http://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/ Giving voice to the poetry of the past. --------------------------------------------- Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll (1832 – 1898) ’T was brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!” He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought — So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. “And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” He chortled in his joy. ’T was brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. For hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index. Reading © Classic Poetry Aloud 2008