The Magic of Language

Some might call me a word nerd. Maybe I am.

My husband laughs at me because I like puns and plays on words. It's simple and so am I. Here are a couple of funnies that caught my eye as of late:

1. A client wrote to me the other day suggesting that they had several parts to cast in a video. He writes, "I wanted to give you a heads up so that you could start thinking about who might fit these rolls..." I always like a potato rosemary. That's just me. Depends on the meal.

2. It's old news but last month Seattle launched the South Lake Union Trolley. It makes me giggle. Let me help you out with this one if you are, as yet, unfamiliar

S outh
L ake
U nion
T rolley

3. On the same day that the SLUT began taking be taking people for a ride, Chicago got big sports news. With my mind now already in the gutter, my brain was clearly elsewhere as the graphic came up to tease to sports. The sound was down, so I didn't know what they were talking about. What would you think?

Chicago gets Fukudome

Now I would be mad if they tore down Wrigley Field to build something else, too. It might even make me want to call it an expletive. It seemed like this might be the Chicagoan derogatory term for a new stadium, and the anchors totally said "Slut" earlier. Are they really saying, "Fuk-U-Dome?" (not really swearing here for anyone following resolutions). So, they come back from commercial and I turn up the volume. Turns out the Cubs just got a new ballplayer. He's from Japan. His name is pronounced Fa-koo-do-may. Ahhhh.

Cleaning out the dirty parts of my brain, but leaving all the word nerdery.

* Tee hee hee. Blogger just spell checked the word "Fuk." Do you know what the top alternate is? Dirty.