I mean, admittedly, I’ve lead a somewhat rarefied existence as an adult (we prefer this phrase to the term “loner,” which has a certain pejorative bite), …
OMG, this is the most amusing thing I’ve read on the Intertubes in months. I want to get this printed on a t-shirt and bumper sticker. I’m going to have “rarefied existence” tatooed on my forhead. Brilliant.
If you are curious about the context and who wrote this clever euphemism, I spied it in a comment to a post on one of my regular blogs, The Edge of the American West (which needs to be added to my blogroll, along with several others). This blog is a must-read for anyone that is interested in history. But the best thing about it is that the ensuing discussion posts following blog entries are—gasp!—intelligent.
If I ever get tired of the name Polemic Pontification, I shall rename my blog Rarefied Existence—although I’m sure someone already has that name, surely.