Cloud nine. I like this expression because I'm sure my brain is made of that wispy, insubsantial stuff. I dare not suggest the whole nine yards because it's meaningless to me; I hope it's gunned down by the Magnificent Seven and despatched six-foot-under.
That would be six, I believe.
If only I could remember how many degrees of separation there are supposed to be ...
Good ones! I knew I could count on some help from my fellow Wordies! :o)
Great list! Hole in one, one-hit wonder, three square meals?
A one-trick pony who has roamed the seven seas and is familiar with all seven deadly sins arrives at his midlife crisis and finds himself at sixes and sevens, dressed to the nines.
Cloud nine. I like this expression because I'm sure my brain is made of that wispy, insubsantial stuff. I dare not suggest the whole nine yards because it's meaningless to me; I hope it's gunned down by the Magnificent Seven and despatched six-foot-under.