I haven’t even tried to get back in the word game I’ve been playing. The thought of writing an entire post with only five-syllable words makes me shudder. But the Merriam-Webster’s Word of the Day made me think: if everyone just pronounces whatever words I use in the way that Bush pronounces words, we’ll be okay. In other words, I could have used the word “nuclear” in my three-syllable post. Hm. That means I can totally use epenthesis in the…
During Scott Peterson’s penalty trial, while listening to court reporters discussing what Scott’s parents might say to the jury to save their son’s life, H.E. rolled his eyes. “I can hear them now,” he said. “‘Please have pity on my son. He just lost his wife and child!’” Honestly, I would not have been surprised. Share this post:
Traditionally, Thanksgiving weekend is the official start of the holidays. That’s when you see Christmas “stuff” sold in stores, advertised in magazines, and mentioned on TV and in radio. But every year, it seems as if they keep moving Thanksgiving weekend, the official start of the holidays, closer and closer to July. Well, H.E. and I are already prepared for Christmas 2005. No, let me rephrase that. HE is. He already gave me my Christmas 2004 present two weeks ago—an…
There’s a story I want to tell in all its glory, a perfect Kodak Moment that should be the one by which all other Kodak Moments are judged. It happened some weeks ago, and it involves a humiliating situation in a very public place—pants falling, alarms going off, you know, that sort of Kodak moment. The thing is, I don’t really feel free to tell that story because it involves someone else, and for their sake I’d rather not share…
I haven’t traveled much lately, and the last time I went on a real vacation, I stayed at a quaint little bed and breakfast. So maybe I’m a little out of touch with the usual mainstream hotel decor. I seem to remember the little complimentary bottles of shampoo and conditioner, lotion and bubble bath. I remember the paper wrapped soaps, the cute little triangle folds on the toilet paper, and the neatly folded fluffy white towels. I used to collect…