Great Jobs #6: Scalawag
In the midst of being busy, busy, busy, I’ve been day-dreaming lately about becoming a professional hooligan. As a free-spirited ruffian, I wouldn’t be just some nervous Nellie, but a rascal with real monkey business to attend to. I’d join a band of banditos and we’d pull off all sorts of shenanigans and hootenannies to make the wampum. If any nincompoop tries to halt our tomfoolery, we’d give them the ol’ ultraviolent fisticuffs. Perhaps if our capers go awry, the fuzz will mousetrap us and lock us jailbirds up, but I damn shilly-shally it. We’d just hustle our subterfuge into a full-blown bonanza and shimmy our desperado derrieres out of that bastille and into our hatchback jalopy. As yahoos whooping away, we’d guffaw about those schmucks and get back to marauding the locality.
On a completely unrelated note, thesaurus.com is an excellent resource.
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hehe. nice post!
Just when I think there are no good writers clogging up blogging, I happen upon your site and I praise Yahweh and Allah and any deity listening, that membership in the Literatti grows exponentially.
Love your writing…rife with verisimilitude and stuff.
I’ll be back.
Laurie Kendrick
And if you were a Scaliwag, you’d have the best title ever invented. I love saying it: scaliwag, scaliwag, scaliwag…
You and I have the same aspirations. Your excellent use of dead nouns is reminiscent of C. Montgomery Burns.
I’m disappointed you didn’t run around willy-nilly. Must be something wrong with your thesaurus.
Nice flow, I wish I could write even half this well or even had a memory to remember a quarter of the “labels” you put down. thesaurus or not.
I once tried to get a position as a “n’er do well”, but they said I was overqualified. So I set them on fire.
There’s no business like monkey business!