Episode II: Evening Interlocution

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Reckless Musings:
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It's like when you're discussing the many talents of your three uncles on your mother's side over fish and chips at a local restaurant/microbrewery, while the interesting Scottish waiter brings you katsup and malt vinegar, and your dining friend says, "Well, Jed's very mechanical, which is one thing Jeff isn't. I mean Jeff, he couldn't fix the broad side of a barn." And it's at that very moment that you ask yourself, and your dining friend, "What is the broad side of a barn?"
"Well I don't know. It's an expression."
"I know, but what is the broad side of a barn? I mean, why did you say that? Where did that expression come from?"
"I don't know."
"Have you ever seen the broad side of a barn? What does it look like? Is it absent, or is there actually a wall there that you just prop up? Is it incredibly easy to build the broad side of a barn?"
"Well, yeah. It's just beams of wood. Incredibly easy."
"I probably couldn't build the broad side of a barn, and I guess we should just say that it's rather difficult, because besides Jed, I don't know anyone who could."
"Yes, but it's easier than the other sides of the barn."
"I guess I shouldn't pursue contracting."

The point of this mindless drivel is, where do expressions come from? That is truly what I would like to know. Why shouldn't we count our chickens before they're hatched? Did some poor farmer do so and get into a lot of trouble? And who ever thought up this classic: "He eats like a bird," and had it mean that he eats very little? (Birds eat their weight in food every day -- "he'd" be a pretty large man by now if "he" ate like that!)
And who thought of, "You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear?" How does he know? Did he try? And why a sow's ear? Why not tree bark? You can't make a silk purse out of tree bark, either. And why is the world, "going to Hell in a hand basket?" I know a few things that burn faster than a handbasket. Hair, for one. I happen to know that hair burns quite fast. Much faster than some old handbasket, and I personally would rather go to hell on a bed of hair, than in a handbasket.
And now for your reading pleasure, some of my favorite expressions:

Busier than a one legged man in an ass-kicking contest. (Is that busy? Maybe the one legged man was disqualified for only having one leg, or maybe he decided it was too difficult and quit. That wouldn't make him very busy, now would it?)
S/he couldn't pour piss out of a boot if the instructions were on the heel. (One question: why is there piss in the boot in the first place? It seems to me the expression should focus more on the idiot who put the piss in the boot, than the idiot who can't pour it out.)
I've sallyjacked the potato salad.
It's better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick. (No, it's not.)
Up a creek without a paddle. (I don't see why this would matter much. If you were up a creek without a paddle, couldn't you just float down it? Why would you even need a paddle? I think I would enjoy floating down a creek. Being down a creek without a paddle and desperately wanting to go up it, now there would be a problem!)
You never know. (Not true. Sometimes you know.)
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