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… 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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Oct. 11th, 2006 04:03 pm (UTC)
Oh, 'tatter'. I love it!
Oct. 11th, 2006 07:32 pm (UTC)
Next I will teach him the word 'ragamuffin.'
Oct. 11th, 2006 07:44 pm (UTC)
Then the word 'employment' for a job to pay for more 'tattered' clothes. And then 'fashion police'. The education possibilities are endless, aren't they?
Maybe he'll start a trend and then a business out of your garage selling clothes. Today anytown street, tomorrow the runways of Paris France!
Oct. 12th, 2006 12:51 pm (UTC)
Tatter! Ragamuffin! These are my kind of words.

When my daughter was 2 1/2, she used to say 'ragamuffin' because I would tell her that's what she'd look like if she didn't let me brush her hair.

She's forgotten that word, though. When I told her the word in passing just yesterday, she thought she meant the character she dressed up as for Halloween two seasons ago (Raggedy Ann). Though I suppose she's a ragamuffin, too.

I love some of these words that young people use.
Oct. 11th, 2006 04:20 pm (UTC)

He and Eli must be kindred spirits.

Oct. 11th, 2006 07:33 pm (UTC)
I believe they are!
Oct. 11th, 2006 05:09 pm (UTC)
Shoop, bedooby, tattered, tattered.

What? Oh, that was just me singing the old Rolling Stones song that your son brought to mind. It's, like, totally tubular.
Oct. 11th, 2006 07:34 pm (UTC)
Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex ...!

I knew I could count on you for a song reference.
Oct. 11th, 2006 05:34 pm (UTC)
Nuke-ular is like the sound of a thousand Maine Coon kitty cats sliding down a huge chalkboard. I know he's been corrected a thousand times by now, so I guess he's choosing to mispronounce it.
Oct. 11th, 2006 07:35 pm (UTC)
He is a stubborn dude.
Oct. 12th, 2006 02:55 am (UTC)
Nuke-ular is like the sound of a thousand Maine Coon kitty cats sliding down a huge chalkboard.

LOVE that description! :-D
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Oct. 11th, 2006 07:38 pm (UTC)
"Food, glorious food! Hot sausage and mustard!"

Glad you're back.
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Oct. 11th, 2006 07:56 pm (UTC)
Oliver! (heh) was the first play my mom ever took me to. (Argh! "... to which my mom ever took me.") (There. Ahh.) (Even though it's my blog and I can be ungrammatical if I want to, it's still painful.)

Did you ever read the book? It's surprisingly graphic at Nancy's murder.

I think it's about time for Tattered Boy to take in this classic movie.

Oct. 12th, 2006 02:56 am (UTC)
This whole post is cracking me up! :-D
Oct. 12th, 2006 02:58 am (UTC)
Then our work here is done.


Oct. 12th, 2006 04:51 pm (UTC)
LOL! OMG, that is priceless. :)
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