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Telestrate, BYOB and a Wales of a Car - Salvador Dali in a lawn chair.
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Telestrate, BYOB and a Wales of a Car
I learned a new word today: telestrate. The CNN weather-caster used it. She was talking about using another map to telestrate something, probably another shot of Hurricane Ivan. I don't know if it's closer to illustrate, like gesturing, or demonstrating using tools. I wonder if it's just a word telecasters made up so that they had something cool to say with all their sophisitcated gadgetry.

BYOB, Bring Your Own Battlith. I think this will underscore all my party invitations from now on.

My sister Kelli flies out of Houston for Wales tomorrow. She left me her car. It has a working air conditioner, a CD player, and better tires. But it has no name.

I haven't driven it yet, for two reasons. First, I'm afraid if I stop driving Elvis regularly, he'll finally croak his last. I feel guilty. He's taken me so far and he's still running great. I couldn't have asked for a better, longer-lasting car. Well, I could, but I'd be hard pressed to find one. His mileage is still actually fairly low.

Second, it seems almost callous to drive her car. I know it's better on the car to drive it, but my sister treated her car like her sanctuary. A very messy one, mind you, but that was because she kept everything in it. Little trinkets from school and friends and "shit mix" CD's she'd make that had a little bit of everything from her wide array of bad musical taste.

Kelli's car was kind of like her retreat. It was her ticket to freedom, like so many teenagers. She could smoke in it away from the scolding of watchful parents. She took care of her friends by giving rides. She was a work-a-holic who spent all her spare time out with friends. Her only hobbies were bowling and driving and spending time with friends.

But Kelli's sentiment for her car is easier for me to understand when I compare it to my room and my journals. My room was always my sanctuary. I'd hang on to scraps of paper with little doodles or quotes or stray pieces of thoughtful writing and pin them to the wall underneath a bit of ribbon and an empty bag of Japanese snack peas.

My journals are the same way: haphazard scrapbooks of ideas with bits of string and pictures tucked between the pages. If you poke your head into the spare bedroom (my napping, art, and sewing room) and the office and even up and down the hallways, you'll notice random things I've stuck to the walls. I use my living space as a canvas. I could make it look more like Trading Spaces, but I don't. It's my space.

And Kelli's car was Kelli's space. I know she's already missing it. And my first instinct is to bag up all her stuff and stuff it under my bed. I prefer a clean, empty car. Borrowing her car for nine months is strictly functional for me, a more comfortable drive, a campus parking ticket I don't have to pay.

What's funny is that while Kelli and I are both homebodies to an extent, I've always been the traveler, the explorer. Elvis has always carried me to adventure and romance: roadtrips and new places I'd never been and visits to boyfriends far away and friends all over. But he stays empty so I can fill him with luggage or people.

Kelli's car is just an extension of her home. And by Friday morning, she will be very far away from home, indeed.

mood: aware and thoughtful
music: Gin Blossoms - "Found Out About You"

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igorxa From: igorxa Date: September 16th, 2004 10:51 am (UTC) (link)
sounds like a combination of television and illustrate, as in to illustrate something via the television. gotta be a made up word.
frolicswllamas From: frolicswllamas Date: September 16th, 2004 11:13 am (UTC) (link)
Kind of like fanger? :o)
alcamar From: alcamar Date: September 16th, 2004 11:40 am (UTC) (link)
Found on second link from google search for "telestrate"

It's a hideous word, isn't it? I only know it as a verb and have heard it used by those masters of word mutilation at Microsoft, amongst others. It's a recent coinage to do with overlaying graphics onto video, usually in the course of a presentation, or maybe, if you have interactive TV, if you call up facts about the programme that you are currently watching which then overlay the screen. The provenance is fairly depressingly clear - tele as in "television" (a leap of faith from the original Gr**k "distant") and strate as in L*tin "layer".

Also was mentioned that someone deemed a telestrator is someone who uses something like a laser pointer to indicate locations during a presentation or such. So sorta like the directtv channel surfing deal that lays on top of the station's playing in the background.
lost_angel From: lost_angel Date: September 16th, 2004 12:43 pm (UTC) (link)
Ooo, that's what I want to do when I grow up. A telestrator.

someone who uses something like a laser pointer to indicate locations during a presentation or such

I could be the modern Vanna White, only, well, dressed as a bear, or, something.
gsan From: gsan Date: September 16th, 2004 02:23 pm (UTC) (link)
It's also a word you hear if you watch football on TV, occasionally... ya know how some announcers love to draw on the screen during instant replays (John Madden is a good example)? They call the thing they use to do that a 'telestrater' ('er' or 'or'? don't know). I believe it comes from the tele + illustrate, since they're trying to illustrate a point they're making about a particular play.
alcamar From: alcamar Date: September 16th, 2004 03:37 pm (UTC) (link)
well illustrate comes from ill and strate, which means sick layers...., no wait... Basically illustrate was to mean drawn layers or drawn in layers or such.
From: klcblonde Date: September 24th, 2004 04:06 am (UTC) (link)
sister dear, it may have been a while since i've looked onto lj but i dont have '"shit mix" CD's nor do I have a wide array of bad musical taste." btw i left one of those cds in there, please take care of it. Everyone is entitled to they're own opinion about music, and I like everything. BUT EVERYTHING CANT FIT ALL ON ONE CD!!!!
love you
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