Friday, January 16, 2004

Etymologically Speaking REVISED

George asked "Why are you always calling it a "cobb" house?"
I thought for a minute, "Dunno, it reminds me of one of those shacks that ice fishermen use for protection. Up in New Hampshire, I think they call them 'cobb' houses."
Lardass let out a whoop "Yoiks! You must have been really bleary on Yukon Jack. The word is not 'Cobbhouse', it's 'bobhouse' you numbnuts."

"Bobhouse? Hmmn. Perhaps I had misheard when I heard the word uttered by the guy who was building my Newfound Lake weekend cabin."
"Nope. It's a bobhouse." Lardass was never surer of anything than he was right then.

Well, I went out to the Internet and googled on Ice fishing to see what ice fishermen were calling it. I found a great website called iceshanty.com, logged onto their forum, and asked the question. No one had ever heard of the term "cobbhouse."

If I was less certain of my aural memory, I might admit error, and henceforth make the correct reference when I refer to the building which houses my office at the dump. The metaphor is still apt. Ice fishing is an excuse not to have to stay home and deal with the family and inlaws. A chance to consume malt beverages. Perchance to hook a lunker. Pretty much why we go to the dump.
But, after serious reflection, and a scanning of the email responses on this topic, I have concluded that I am in agreement with me. It's a fucking cobb house. We cobbled it out of recycled lumber and cement. We even have an autographed photo of baseball legend Ty Cobb on the wall. So we wiill continue to call it what it is. And if anyone doesn't like it, (s)he can kiss this! (points to nether region).

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