My Crunkin First Post

Stupid peer pressure. Since it seems like everyone and their monkey has a blog now, I felt it was time to create my own. Three easy steps and the world gets to know your thoughts. Technology is wonderful.
I used the word crunk in the title. Its my word of the week. Last week my friend Mary sent out an email for an event that will include a picnic that she promised would be "mad crunk". Now, unlike Mary, I am not a child of the streets. I haven't been hip to the street lingo since "rad" was in common usage. I assume that she meant crunk as meaning "this picnic will feature a bountiful selection of foods and beverages. A buffet, if you will". And "mad", the modifier, would make it: "this picnic will feature an exceedingly bountiful selection of foods and beverages". A few days later I called my friend LB a "mothercrunker", which she took as a compliment. Since she said crunk meant cool, therefore she had somehow given birth to cool, like a white Miles Davis. Whatever. If before the crunkin picnic email I had been asked to define the word crunk, I would have guessed "Crunk: v. A beneficial, though sometimes painful bodily function." Like so:
Chester: "Gee, Molly my stomach is killing me today."
Molly: "Sorry, Ches. You know, if you could just have a nice crunk you might feel better."
Anyway, I'm trying this week to incorportate crunk into my everyday conversation. I'll start tomorrow at work:
Patient: "I'm just a little worried about my hysterectomy."
Me: "Don't worry, dawg, your anesthesia is going to be mad crunk."
I think that will calm her nerves.