The Funniest Word
I suspect that any time I might be asked to name what I think is the funniest word in the English language, I'm likely to come up with a different candidate. Today's comes courtesy of Best Life magazine:

"Then you have [name redacted, poor guy], a Southern gent raised to be discrete and diligent."

Hee! That almost balanced my annoyance at having to deal with a morning busload of chatty Cathys.

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This being Wednesday, and Wednesdays being when Louisiana Flair, a local Cajun restaurant, offers beignets on their menu, I'm planning an excursion before getting down to work. I made orange syrup this weekend that I think will go exquisitely well with the beignets and brought some in today to share.

That's what the Clever Girls and Boys need to invent next: a scratch-n-sniff device you attach to your computer. Then you could share, too!

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Yes, I'm still plowing through the tail end of Break. It may break me before we're done. Every once in a while I get a tantalizing hint that the book might have sneaked something really cool in amongst those 483 pages. I can only hope I can find those places, pull back the dross that covers them, and polish them so they can be at their best and most compelling.

Well, I can hope.