Wednesday, December 12


No, I didn't win anything. It's just the word of the year.

Look at that top ten list. You know I'm going to just lie in wait until I find a conversational opening that allows for the use of the word "Pecksniffian".

Sorry I've been so sporadic. Busy with various things, and having some medical fun. I might need to have a very minor organ removed--anyone care to guess which one? Anyone? Bueller?

That's pretty much all I've got right now. I'll be back...whenever.

1 comment:

  1. I don't believe I've ever uttered the word "woot." I'll have to give it a try.

    Hope you're feeling ok!


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