Downtown Nashville, October 11th, a little after 4pm.
A thin man in a white t-shirt and blue jeans saunters into the alleyway, drunk. The man is a new face to me; neat and clean-cut despite smelling of whiskey. Nothing about him suggests “homeless” to me.
White Shirt had been in earlier, had tried to pick a fight with me. He was angry then, declaring that this world “fucking sucks.” He was different now, subdued.
Introducing The TRS Lexicon
TRS is a blog that attracts a plethora of cultures, experiences, and philosophies. Over time, this has come to impact the blog’s dialogue and vocabulary.
As such, we feel it appropriate to begin collecting aphorisms, colloquialisms, neologisms, and portmanteaus on this page for the ease of new and returning visitors.
Like the founding fathers intended for the United States Constitution, we intend this to be a living document. We will be continuously updating and adding entries. Suggestions for additions or changes are welcome in the comments.
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After much thought and emotional hand-wringing the editorial staff has decided to mothball “The Fash Forum” section of the site. Sorry, but there was just not enough interest or activity. We only got about 50 posts in 6 months. So it wasn’t a good use of time of resources to maintain it.
We have also replaced the native WordPress commenting system on the site with Disqus comments, which is a better system that should make it easier to comment and has better features. Regular commenters will notice the difference. Don’t freak out, all old comments have been imported into the new system.