I've always collected errors in diction, things people mis-hear, like "windshield factor" and "the next store neighbors." Years ago, one of my students wrote an essay in which she described the world as being harsh and cruel, "a doggy-dog world." I've since come to think she may have been more astute and accurate than those who describe it in the usual way. My Stories - Mobridge Memories -
Thursday, March 10
Word Jumble
Too often in my dotage I wake up around 4:00 a.m. and stare at the inside of my eyelids, thinking about a dream I just had, or maybe listening to a song I hadn't thought of in decades and decades, or writing a rough draft of the essay I'm going to use on this blog the next day. Lots of stray thoughts to occupy me while I wait for the return of sleep. Last night, I thought back on the word jumble my wife and I together had solved in yesterday's newspaper. And that led me to creating a jumble of my own. I imagined the words to see if they were jumbleable (that is, with only one word possible). And I remembered a pun I'd used from an earlier blog, a pictorial pun that would work nicely for my jumble. If and when you solve my jumble, you'll see how my twisted (Or should that be "jumbled?") mind works in those dark, sleepless nights of the soul. Here's what I came up with.
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