Old-Fashioned Fruitcake
I am contemplating an experiment: go a week without looking at the news. Or even longer.
It’s not that I’m anti-news, it’s just… well, it’s quite a lot like Facebook. You don’t necessarily see the kind of thing you’re looking for, but there’s all this other stuff designed to get your attention, and before you know it another hour of your life is gone forever.
Begin by defining my terms? What is this, an academic essay? No, but it is, alas, subject to the vagaries of the English language, which… well. Yes. Deary deary me.
According to Wikipedia, ‘pocket book’ can mean a coin purse, a handbag (also known as a purse, to aid confusion), a notebook kept in a pocket, or a published book of a pocketable size. So you could technically keep a pocket book (coin purse) in your pocket book (handbag) WITHOUT ANY POCKETS OR BOOKS BEING INVOLVED SERIOUSLY ENGLISH WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! Ahem.
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The last time I went to the dentist, I heard those three magic words: just a clean.
But it was not always this way. On the contrary, I was once told I needed no fewer than six fillings. And practically the first time I visited a dentist without needing fillings, it was time for… a root canal.
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