Doing Diddly-Squoot

Yes…

It means I am doing nothing.

And I am working really hard at it.

I do have a work in progress.

I have added to it once in the last week.

I think the expression, Iowegian as it is, comes from the expression “doing squat” which means “doing nothing at all” combined with “diddling around”, the non-sexual meaning of which is “dithering or only working in an ineffective way.”

I humbly confess that I am not that great of a researcher when it comes to linguistic facts and word origins.

I am much better at making things up and creating my own portmanteau words.

But I do have a very good ear for how people actually talk. Especially when it comes to Iowegian, Texican, Spanglish, and Educational Jargon-Gibberish. Counting English and Tourist-German, I speak six languages.

I also humbly confess that I make big mistakes. I have been working hard for a week on editing published books because of how an overreaction to one small inappropriate detail nearly destroyed one of my best books and now I have to deal with the impression some readers have that I write inappropriate stuff all the time.

Yes, I definitely erred…

I also realized I assume everybody accepts nudity as easily as I do.

They definitely don’t.

But naked is funny. And that is not a point about my writing that I am willing to concede.

Doing diddly-squoot can also result in really weird stuff like this Christmas-card composite of my artwork and Vincent Price’s 1967 Christmas tree.

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Filed under artwork, autobiography, foolishness, forgiveness, humor, nudes, Paffooney, pen and ink, self portrait

6 responses to “Doing Diddly-Squoot

  1. Naked can be a lot of things. Funny is fine.

    I don’t mind being laughed at when I’m intentionally being humorous. Or at least when the situation is humorous and I “get” it. I enjoy the laughter with them. Too much of an entertainer not to.

    I’ve had too many times when I was laughed at in an intentionally hurtful way, like when people laugh at the kid with the gimp leg to belittle them. For being different and vulnerable and not fitting in. I suspect if I’d let anyone know my nudie proclivities, there would have been no end to the laughter, laughter of the nasty kind. Just another way I was strange.

    • Yes, I am well aware that not all laughter is good. And “funny” can be “funny= Haha” or

    • it can mean “funny= ooh, that’s weird.” As a school teacher who used humor in the classroom I know that half the time they were laughing at me rather than with me. But as an artist I know that what you feel about seeing a nude in the picture is a complicated thing that in most people eventually reaches the point where the viewer says to himself, “Yes, I guess that is beautiful.” Sir Kenneth Clarke in his book The Nude in Art tells us that appreciation of the nude human form has always been a part of art and always will be because it is written into the very DNA of who we are as human beings. I think the laughter is too.

    • Sorry this comment came in three parts. My laptop decides some things for itself. It is just old and cranky like I am.

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