Speaking of tax day … when
faced with daily irritating life events, occasionally I eschew the R-rated
expletive for a more family friendly but equally expressive, form of
frustration – one which often garners a deriding chuckle for sounding like a swarthy pirate.
Ha!
You say. That isn’t even a word. Au
contraire, my lovelies. Much to my wordsmithing surprise, it turned up in a
Words With Friends game played by my author-buddy, John Harnish; but WWF had no definition for it (and neither did John, but it
gave him a double-word score!). So …