Transitions: A Journal of Sorts
22 June 2002
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Midwinter by Matthew
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My husband has accused me of making up the word "snickerdoodle". I looked for it this morning on webster.com and, of course, it isn't there. Tom and I sit a couple of feet apart when we are in the computer room, so we can chatchat, work and surf at the same time -- how nice! It has happened in the past that one of us will go to webster.com, look up a word to make a point, then click on the pronounciation button causing our computers to say something. The other day, I was sitting there minding my own business and I hear from the computer behind me, asshole. So, what did I do to deserve that? I guess he feels totally innocent of the comment or the correction in pronounciation or whatever. "I didn't say it, my computer did!"
Hard to believe a website will have asshole and not snickerdoodle, isn't it?
I did some surfing today. My intent was to locate a good closeby weekend vacation spot. One place I was thinking of (and I have no idea why) was Nacogdoches, Texas. I knew it was in the middle of old Texas history, that it was in the Piney Woods region and that I learned something about it in Texas Geogrophy in elementary school. I had a vague memory of Nacogdoches having a 'sister' city in Louisiana, that the cities were spelled differently and that they were equidistant from something. I guess my Texas History and Texas Geography really took hold, huh?
I now know quite a bit more about Nacagdochesthan I did when I started surfing. I also know of some very interesting sounding Bed and Breakfasts. I was actually looking for a historic hotel (old hotels fascinate me).