Friday, January 20, 2012

At least brain farts don't smell

Sometimes when I stare at a word for too long or I use it too much in quick succession, the word starts to look misspelled. Even though I know it's not misspelled.

I mean, sure, sometimes the spellcheck in Word (or as I like to affectionately call it: Bill Gates) thinks I've misspelled a word when in fact I have not. That's more a matter of Bill Gates not updating his dictionary to reflect modern slang. But in the case of long-established vocabulary, you can trust if Bill Gates hasn't put a red squiggly line under it, you're good to go.

Yesterday, it was cloud. But I've also had this problem with words such as learn, weird and rhythm. Of course rhythm is an awkward word to spell to begin with.

But it reminded me of when I was a wee little Mochaface in sixth grade. When I had the biggest spelling brain fart and forgot how to spell mine.

I don't know what it was, but for some reason I just couldn't spell the word mine in sixth grade. For pretty much the whole year, rather than spell it wrong in some paper and get points deducted (GASP. NEVER.), I would reword my sentences so I could avoid using it.

And then one day, I remembered. 

At the time I wasn't giving a career any brain cells for thought, but I think if I had paid attention, it would have been clear that I was meant to work with words.


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