I’m going to be lazy today and do the reblog thing. Two things inspired me to do this. One: Madame Weebles — thank you, MW. She reblogged yesterday blaming the heat and her reblog post led to an earlier post, Which diseases are the most glamorous? (Go read it if you haven’t — it’s great and funny)
I can relate because not only am I feeling all verklempt but also I have the vapors and am feeling, well melancholy. Again, thanks to MW for expertly explaining what all those maladies are.
Two: Do you ever check your Dashboard and see all the search terms that got people to visit your blog? I did yesterday and there were these terms:
Then there was this one: Cackbadger.
Here’s the definition according to Urban Dictionary: A twat, a wanker. A person of low IQ and dubious morals.
REALLY? I must say I’m deeply wounded (not really, I don’t give a shite, well maybe just a little), because I don’t consider myself a twat or a wanker and I may not be an Einstein, but I’d like to think I got a few things going on upstairs. As far as “dubious morals,” I think that’s an objective thing, don’t you?
I’ve been called many things in my life, but never a cackbadger. Say it aloud now, it’s actually kind of fun to say. I’ll just add it to my list of weird words that I plan to do something with someday.
I think I’ll get my honey to fix me a mint julep later on and go out on the porch and fan myself, swoon a few times and get all misty about the whole thing. I’m Southern and I got this stuff down to an art, with much panache, drama and flair.
I’m going to raise my glass to all the cackbadgers out there, because after all, we are people too! (If you want to buy tee-shirts, mugs, magnets and greeting cards proclaiming yourself a cackbadger, you can do that here).
I’m guessing cackbadger will again show up in my search terms. Have a glorious weekend everyone, press the play button below to get you in the mood and then click below that for my earlier post, seems apropos.