Embrace your inner dork! Or at least the inner logophile..

Being a fledg-linguist, and an English teacher, I LOVE words. LOVE THEM!

My kids at school are always asking "why you gotta use them big werds, Ms.E." "Because I've invested a lot of money on big words little Johny, and by god, I'm gonna use 'em! Besides this is ENGLISH. You should learn the big words too."

I stop sort of the word a day, phenom though. I am simply not disciplined enough to turn the pages and get the new word every day. Once I had a great Far Side desk calendar. I totally forgot about it, and ended up reading it all one afternoon, tearing out the pages I really liked, and throwing the whole thing away because another year had come and gone. <sigh>

Tonight, as I flopped into bed, and greeted it as I always do (Hello, bed.) I started singing one of my favorite mal-lyric-ed song.

"I'm a lay-ze fr-aw-og! "I'm a lay-ze fr-aw-og!" a play on The Sex Pistols I'm a lazy sod. I love that one. It just makes me almost giddy. The more I sung about being "a lazy frog" the more I thoguht I just had to get up and blog. SO up off the bed (bye bed, see you soon), and to the oh-so-slow computer. You know it's for real if you brave the dial up to write at 10:00 when you should be sleepin!
Words. I can't help it, I'm a double Gemini.
Sorry I digressed. Mal-lyrics...
They are the most fun.
My brother, had a friend that used to think that The Eagles song Life in the fast lane was saying "...mice in the bat plane..." Now, of course, I'm locked into listening to, and singing it thusly.

Another way I like to torture my husband... Is to sing Purple Haze like this...
dwoon, dwoon, DWANG,dwoon, (or something like this. I always phonetic-out the guitar) dwoon, DWANG,dwoon, dwoon, DWANG, DWO-DWO.
Purple haze...all in my brain. ....(I won't include all the lyrics, this is the only important part)..
'Scuse me while I kiss this guy.." dwooo-wooow-wwooooow.....
After which, I kiss my husband. It's dorky, I know it. I embrassed my inner dork years ago.

So tell me... What lyrics do you goof up, either intentionally, or unintentionally. I'd like to know. For now, I'm off to bed.


By the way...here is a great vocab test. I scored 9/10...not bad. I was looking for what someone who loves words is called......there is a clue to one of the questions on this very page....