‘When it comes to family humor, everything is relative’
If that title up there involving a “composite organism that arises from algae or cyanobacteria living among filaments of multiple fungi in a symbiotic relationship” tickled your funny bone, then maybe you are a long-lost Whitmore cousin. Puns featuring obscure scientific terms tend to run in The Dude’s family.
In addition to the lichen pun, which is recited every single time a patch of it is crunched underfoot on a hiking trail, there’s the one featuring euonymus. You’ll be out riding in the car some fine fall day when The Dude, spotting this fiery red bush alongside the road, intones in a sing-song voice “I wanna miss, they wanna miss…you wanna miss”. His Dad did the same thing. Cracked him up every time.
And then there’s ‘homunculus’ and ‘animalcule’, meaning, respectively, a teensy human and a teensy animal. Personally, I find both these words simply hilarious. Go on; try saying either one out loud (!) The Dude and his Fam would use these terms and I just thought they were being funny. Like, he would call our smallish cat Wombat an ‘animalcule’, and I would bark with laughter. ‘”Animalcule!’ I would shriek. “You guys are just too funny! ” Then I found out that both are actual words used by actual people in non-funny situations.
You can understand my thinking they were just being funny because I come from a family where wordplay — including, yes, puns — is much savored and appreciated.
For example, we’d be in our car on a fine fall day, and, instead of remarking on the foliage, my mom (usually it was mom) would go “what’s that in the road…a head?” Or she’d say, apropos of nothing, “‘I say’, said the blind man, as he picked up his hammer and saw.” And we used madeup words, like ‘gription’. Which is very useful indeed when describing the qualities of, say, a sneaker. “These shoes have great ‘gription’“.
Another great madeup word if ever there was one was ‘HooHah’. A ‘Henry HooHah’ now describes a gathering of any critical mass of Henrys. But it got its start several years ago when Youngest Younger Brother Doug got us all together at a former boys’ camp in Maine, where we swam and fished, sailed and canoed, ate vats of chili, drank copious amounts of wine, watched movies on a sheet hung up outside by a campfire. And where we indeed ‘hooed’ and ‘hawed’. A lot.
Even today, if you go up to one of my brothers or my only sister or my mom, even, and whisper ‘HooHah’, he or she will crack up. Just hearing the word will do that.
Sometimes we didn’t even need words to crack each other up. My Dad and my brothers were experts at making funny faces. They even gave them names. Like, there was the Sun Face (which is that squinty face that happens when a photographer makes his subject look directly into the sun), and the Sure Yeah Face (which is that skeptical face you make when responding “Sure. Yeah” to a remark like “You voted for Donald Trump, right?”)
And then there’s the Sick Face. This one describes that face you make when you respond “I’m not sick” when you desperately want to play outside but you actually don’t feel all that well. Eventually, Sick Face came to stand for any face made in befuddled awkwardness. “Oh yes, I love that purple pompom hat you knitted me, Gramma”, for example.
Well, it’s getting late and this post is getting looong, so I’m going to wrap things up. But first I’d like to leave you with one last ‘face’, demonstrated by the newest generation of Whitmores. Now, I’m not sure if their parents are into it, but I sure as heck know the elder branches on the Whitmore Family Tree weren’t known for making funny faces, at least not intentionally. But these girls are adorably rubbery-faced, as you can see.
Aha. This Uncle Ken, whom I did in fact meet — once, at the wedding of these little girls’ parents — is not only a pilot for Jet Blue airlines, he’s from the other (i.e., non-Whitmore) side of their family. He doesn’t have any Henry genes, at least as far as I know, but he certainly knows how to inspire a funny face. Keep ’em coming, girls!
New York City. March 2017
19 thoughts on “What’s not to lichen?”
Hilarious! How do I join your family? Can I be adopted???? Ha!
You are welcome to join my Fam any ole time!
Glad to know there are others out there with a silly sense of humor. My kids think I’m dumb, but I crack myself up!
Ah, yes. We are our own best audiences, yes? Thanks for reading — and commenting too!
Hahahah your family sounds so fun and hilarious #weekendblogshare
Thank you! They are indeed pretty darned fun and hilarious. I’m so lucky (I think!) xoxo
I love your stories of family and I wish I was a member as you all sound as though you can find the fun in anything. Love the photos and glimpses into your life. Thanks for joining the #weekendblogshare
Why, thank you back, Hannah! I do enjoy writing about my family — almost as much as I like spending time with them. They are indeed a fun bunch. Oh, and thank YOU for hosting #weekendblogshare xoxoxo
Love this blog! You kill me! I distinctly remember taking a walk in the depths of a Florida swamp (paved trail, corkscrew swamp, I’m not that brave lol) with my Dad and he saw those filamentous growths on the side of a tree and if course he had to say “oh, they are really lichen that tree.” Groan!!! Stop the PUNishment!! As far as funny faces go, Paul can never have his pic taken with a “normal” face lol. Gotta love family. Wish we could have more Henry HooHahs!!
Hey, thanks Cindy!!! I love that the Henry’s ‘did’ the horrible lichen pun too! Thought that was just a Whitmore groaner (!) And yes, those HooHahs were FUN! xoxo
I love it when friends and families make up their own vocabulary! Our friend Hilary calls her husband “Belovedest” and our favourite home-crafted word is “exhausterated” for being extremely tired. And round here vacuuming the carpets is now called “mowing” after I once said to John “If you cut the grass I will mow the carpets”!
I just love your ‘vocabulary’, Denny! I may just have to steal ‘exhausterated’. It is indeed a perfect word. And the bit about ‘mowing the carpets’ is just so clever. And ‘Belovedest’? Charming as hell. As are you (!)
Thanks, Ruth! We were SUCH a punny family. So glad you didn’t mind xoxoxo
Great family lore and traditions, Alice! I like Roger’s Stingray–with a light and speedometer yet!
Thanks Jim! Yup, that was one cool bike. So cool, I don’t think he felt the need to doll it up with playing cards clothespinned to the spokes
There’s not mush-room for more puns in this post alice
But wayne is such a fun-gi I bet he could come up with more
OMG! You’re not just cracking me up, you’re killing me here, Mother of Bob!