Brain Donor Part 1
You know when you forget how to spell the most basic of words? This morning I forgot how to spell “donor”. The irony is that I was trying to call someone a “brain donor”. Talk about a clumsy insult.
My dictionary’s gone AWOL, so I grabbed the thesaurus and opened it to the exact page on which the word donor lies. I blinked for a while. Don. Donate. Donation. Done. Donnish. Donor. Doom. Then blinked a bit more as I checked with my brain to see if I was, in fact, looking for that specific word. The answer was in the affirmative.
Funnily enough, when I sat down to type this, I thought it would be cool to write down all the words on that page, so I went back to the bookshelf and pulled out the thesaurus. I scrutinized the block of closed white pages and then the spine to see if I could spot any imperfections or irregularities. I spotted none, so I took a deep breath and opened it up.
Don. Donate. Donation. Done. Donnish. Donor. Doom.
Freaky.
You know when you forget how to spell the most basic of words? This morning I forgot how to spell “donor”. The irony is that I was trying to call someone a “brain donor”. Talk about a clumsy insult.
My dictionary’s gone AWOL, so I grabbed the thesaurus and opened it to the exact page on which the word donor lies. I blinked for a while. Don. Donate. Donation. Done. Donnish. Donor. Doom. Then blinked a bit more as I checked with my brain to see if I was, in fact, looking for that specific word. The answer was in the affirmative.
Funnily enough, when I sat down to type this, I thought it would be cool to write down all the words on that page, so I went back to the bookshelf and pulled out the thesaurus. I scrutinized the block of closed white pages and then the spine to see if I could spot any imperfections or irregularities. I spotted none, so I took a deep breath and opened it up.
Don. Donate. Donation. Done. Donnish. Donor. Doom.
Freaky.
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