waffle

Not the edible type but the spoken stuff. To some, 'to waffle' is an art. A gentle meandering river of spoken thought collecting arbitrary mental jetsam and flotsam as it were, spreading out in all directions it may seem to become a mass of tributaries leading eventually to a sea of turgid meaningless stuff. Through it all should remain a shocking inoffensiveness, almost oppressive in it's hapless, harmlessness. If it is offensive it is not waffle, it is a tirade or diatribe. Everyone knows that. Personally I have never been able to waffle, I have tried oh how I have tried but alas it is a peak I have yet to conquer. Mount waffle, a mythical location set high in the sky forever bathed in... waffle.