October 11th, 2006



… is the word that comes to mind every time I hear Bush say nuke-ular. I can feel myself wince in the wordsmith part of me with every mispronunciation.

In other vocabulary news:

My son appeared at breakfast this morning wearing a pair of sweatpants with a hole in each knee.

“Son, do you understand that we pay money to buy your clothes? Why do you rip holes in them?”

“I like to wear tattered clothes!”


I ask you.
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