When I say 'long', what is your first thought?

Okay, I’ll be the first to bite:  dong

Long way home. 

long, farewell,.....

Time - how long it might take to accomplish something? How long will an event last? How long before the optimum time for something arrives or passes?

My second thought is length - estimating the length of any object by past experience with a standard measure, by reference to my height and reach, or by comparison to another object or the relative positions of things.

Third thought - I sometimes long for something - perhaps water while working in the heat and starting to feel dry mouthed, tired and foggy brained.



This post was edited by inky at December 4, 2020 12:43 PM MST

I say spaghetti pasta.

 

 

  I knew a Sergeant Long when I was a Sergeant in the Marines and we were stationed overseas. He and I both were Section Leaders, he had Port Watch and I had Starboard Watch (civilians, this is all military jargon, you won’t understand any of it, so just talk among yourselves until it’s over). A section was twenty enlisted men and four corporals.
  Our rotation was that each section had four days in the field, a day and a half of training/standby, and a day and a half off duty, then we‘d each switch. The opposite section started with a day and a half off duty, a day and a half of training/standby, and four days in the field. There was a third, smaller section, the React Squad. Comprised of one senior sergeant, two senior corporals and twelve senior enlisted men, React picked up any slack between rotations, but had a less regimented op plan. For six months, Sgt Long and I hardly ever saw each other. He and I both were “dating” the same woman out in town, even though all three of us, he, she and I, each pretended that we didn’t know about the double-dipping.

  Ah, the memories of youth . . .
  

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Foot long hot dog.

Long Wang's Chinese restaurant.

I don't remember.

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