Go Darke

Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it

Fundamental Joeyism, Wordplay


I mispronounce words all the time.

Like Moët. As in Moët & Chandon. Not that I drink, or really care what people think… eh… anymore. But I think this is the word that would give me pause, if I had to, for example, read it out loud in a room full of snobby people. I’m stoking my anxiety just thinking about it… ha ha.

I think my perturbation (probably another word I would likely not attempt to say out loud) stems from a particularly parvenu ex-girlfriend who would cast aspersions in my direction when I inevitably hacked at some or other particularly sacrosanct vocabulary during our discourse. In my defense I was quite shallow and she looked exceptionally good naked, which I offer up as some sort of excuse for putting up with bad behavior. She was an English major, as these creatures often are.

I often think about her. Not because of her lithesome form or forked tongue but rather her distain for people who didn’t read ‘The Economist’. She is likely the reason I still read this periodical. So perhaps one lasting benefit of our coupling…