Saying yes...: Have at it...

April 27, 2011

Have at it...

This morning I started to write a post about pussy willows... I loved them as a kid. I still like them. It's pussy willow season. I can't look at them and not think of the millions of them that I wished would come to life. I was certain they were really animals. I'd break off one or two of the catkins and would tuck them in my jewelry box, on a little piece of cotton, sure they'd move at some point, or would make a sound, or something. Sometimes I left water or some grass...

Anyhow, I started to write a post about them... I Googled to find their scientific name, but Google was not giving me the goods. Every entry said "Willow". I didn't want willow... I wanted pussy willow! I knew this was a common name, not some local term that only a handful of people knew! Where in the heck were all of the entries for pussy willows?? (insert your rude joke here)

And then I saw the little notice:

The word "pussy" has been filtered from the search because Google SafeSearch is active

And then it dawned on me that I'd be making a huge mistake if I wrote about pussy willows given the general crowd that tends to hang out around here... and I'd have to listen to a million p-word jokes... and be reminded of the one night at Brando's when I dropped the p-bomb and people realized I was not just some nice mother who liked to paint, but rather a filthbot in disguise...

I still don't like the p-word, but I can ignore it if it's attached to willow... and thank gawd it's not the other p-word. Had they been panty willows, I would have hated them from the get-go!

I also just realized I wrote "low brow" in my categories instead of "lowbrow". This is my latest deal... I want to make evey thing into a compound word, except for actual compound words... those, I separate.

Posted at 01:43 PM in Appealing to low brow tastes..., Argh, black glasses, blah, blah, blaaaaaaaaah...., confessions..., filthbot, Helping Jennifer Talk to Herself, I'm actually more mature than this..., Observations, Whatever | Permalink

Comments

Visits to the nature center will never be the same... I love that you imagined them coming to life... but now it is all X-rated!!

Posted by: Miss Jane | April 27, 2011 at 02:07 PM

Sorry Miss Jane!

Posted by: Jennifer | April 27, 2011 at 02:13 PM

(insert your rude joke here)

You wish it, I dish it!

people realized I was not just some nice mother who liked to paint, but rather a filthbot in disguise...

You're a nice, talented filthbot with lovely children.

Posted by: B^4 | April 27, 2011 at 02:20 PM

You you nice-mother-filthbot!!

Posted by: Von | April 27, 2011 at 02:26 PM

LOL @ B^4!

and at Von... nice-mother-filthbot... LOL. That'll be my epitaph.

I fully own my filthbottery, I try to not make too much of a public record about it out of fear that the hellacious PTA mothers will find it and make my life more frustrating.

Posted by: Jennifer | April 27, 2011 at 02:30 PM

"just some nice mother"

Jennifer!
She's a nice mother-
--Shut yo mouth!

Just talkin' bout Jennifer!

Jennifer!

Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 27, 2011 at 02:37 PM

LOL!

You're still a dilrod. :)

Posted by: Jennifer | April 27, 2011 at 02:40 PM

And that was said with luv, ZRM! No pouting!

Posted by: Jennifer | April 27, 2011 at 02:47 PM

That compound thing must be the German in you. You love your Zusammengezetseswortsmoeglichkeiten.