I've always been fascinated with words. The way they ripple across the page, invoke emotion, educate, infuriate, and in general work for us to communicate our thoughts. The only imperfection that comes from language is not within language itself, but within us. Our own short comings of understanding the very vastness of language's complexities and versatility. While there are rules, some of those rules can be bent or even broken allowing us to express ourselves in creative and interesting new ways.
We use very little of the vocabulary available to us because in order to share our thoughts with others, we must reach for words that we think others might most understand. This is a shortfall and we do each other a disservice each time we 'dumb' down our language to each other.
Perhaps one of the most fascinating parts of language to me is the very root of where they come from; their birth if you will. This is where Etymology comes in. I'm by no means an expert of it, but a passerby that dabbles now and then in looking at language and tries to understand what drives them to exist. You could say, I personalize them. They each have a personality that works in tandem with other words or parts of words to create something new.
For those curious, I've found an online dictionary that is free to all and contains some etymology information. You can find it
here.
For instance, the above title is rooted not only in 16th century and then becomes something new in the 17th and 19th centuries.
- jumble (v.)

- 1529, originally "to move confusedly," perhaps coined on model of stumble, tumble, etc. In 17c., it was yet another euphemism for "have sex with" (a sense first attested 1582). The noun meaning "a confused mixture" is from 1661.
There are two versions of bumble that apply to the above word:
- bumble (v.)

- "to flounder, blunder," 1532, probably of imitative origin.
- Bumble

- "self-important petty official," 1856, from name of fussy, pompous, stupid beadle in Dickens' "Oliver Twist."
You could say this blog is meant to be just a stumbling of jumbled bumbles of words, and that's its intent. (No sexual intent implied.) It's just something to pass the time and to think out loud. No revelations will be had here. No deep insights to the secret of life (which Douglas Adams solved for us long ago (42)). Here, you either grok it, or you don't. I'm Ok with that. You're welcome to it just the same.