When a corporation or institution (museum, university), signs off on the creation of a new building for itself, usually designed by a "starchitect", convinced that this new "home" will bestow prestige, success, and street-cred among its associates, patrons, and even its rivals. Occurrence usually coincides with various economic "bubbles" where cash seems to be overflowing everywhere. (See also: "Irrational Exuberance")
"Now that Time Warner has officially divorced itself from AOL, don't you think they have at least a bit of builder's remorse for that huge hunk of new rock in Manhattan?"
"The Bilbao? Yeah, it's cool looking, but in this economy I'll bet the Guggenheim gang is feeling some mean builder's remorse."
Yet another fanciful term - aren't there a lot of 'em? - for a woman's genitalia. Popularized(?) by Terry Southern's pointedly purple and over-the-top (but, IMO, somewhat overrated) 1958 book "Candy". (Imagine Henry Miller writing "Tropic of Cancer" on crack and Spanish Fly...and an empty stomach)
She's got a lamb-pit wetter than this rainforest we're slogging through.
Variation on "in his cups" (i.e. inebriated): someone so concentrated/"zoned" on whatever message(s) coming forth from his/her BlackBerry/iPhone/Android device that literally everything else surrounding them (non-virtually-speaking) is reduced to literal background noise. Commonly encountered on the street, on public transport, or even in a bar.
Bill: Hey, Roger...Roger? Earth to Roger?
Roger: Um...yeah?
George: Never mind Rog, he's in his BlackBerry again.
A Macintosh user who is still using Mac OS X "Panther", in spite of their being two newer versions (Tiger, Leopard)
Pal: Hey, you load up Leopard on your machine yet?
Me: Nope...I'm Mr. Three Cats Back!
A Macintosh user who is still using Mac OS X "Panther", in spite of there now being two newer versions (Tiger, Leopard)
Pal: Hey, you load up Leopard on your machine yet?
Me: Nope...you can call me Mr. Three Cats Back!