Category Archive: Dingbat Award

Going to hell in a garbage pail

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Talk about weird and unexpected. This is the road in front of my house: As you can tell, it’s heavily populated… with trees. The road going by my back yard has a mobile… Continue reading

Question Insanity

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As I sit at my desk drinking tea out of something that isn’t a styofoam cup (ok, so it’s corning ware), I contemplate questioning insanity.   It’s so easy to say, “You’re crazy!”… Continue reading

Snowed by a Plate

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In my teens and 20’s, people would remark on my incredible ability to say the worst possible thing at the worst possible time. I couldn’t refute the obvious, so my comment about it… Continue reading

About Yeast and Acidophilus

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OK. I know it isn’t Rally’s fault. After all, she didn’t ask to be moved from Canada, the land of clean water, fresh cool breezes, and pristine snow to Florida, the land of… Continue reading

Wordknapping

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Yes, I know.  Kidnapping doesn’t have a K between the D and the N.  But since this blog is about words that have been kidnapped and tortured into meaning something else, I feel… Continue reading