Shake A Stick At It

There are certain expressions in the South I dearly love. Phrases strung together on whim, without sensibility or direction. There are also directives and ideas in short spurts that make me laugh out loud and proclaim them over and over for weeks at a time.

Here are a few that make me smile:


They're off like a herd of turtles.


Well don't you look prettier than _____ (fill in the blank)


It's the berries! 


It's hotter than a goat's butt in a pepper patch.


Bless my stars.


She's madder than a wet hen.


Don't go barking up the wrong tree.


Even a blind squirrel finds an acorn now and then. 


He went off half-cocked.


She went whole hog.


In high cotton.


Well spank my ass and call me Charlie. 


Thank my lucky stars.

And if you want to know what I think is the berries:

"Read, read, read. Read everything. See how they do it,

just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice

and studies the master. Read. You'll absorb it. Then write.

If it's good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out the window."

-- William Faulkner

                                           

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