I felt like writing a blog when I should be sleeping, so here it is: Have you ever "tasted" a word? It drives my boyfriend crazy when I say that. Every now and then he'll hear me muttering something to myself and ask me what I said.
"Oh, nothing," I tell him. "Just tasting a word."
Annoys the heck out of him. I've been told by others that they can probably understand his annoyance. He thinks I say things like this on purpose to annoy him, but I swear it isn't true (in this case at least). You really can taste words--or, perhaps, feel the sound of them. (Is there a sense I haven't covered yet?)
I like lots of words, but tonight the word "political" popped into my head. Think about it. Not the meaning, just the word. Just the sound of it. Say it out loud: Political.
Now say it like Ally McBeal would say it. Pol-i-tical. Add in a lip curl and accentuate the second syllable.
It just got a little bit evil, didn't it?
I think that ending "L" is the reason I like it so much . . . or the whole "-litical," said quickly. I don't know. There is something about "L"s.
Oh, right--did I mention I've been watching Ally McBeal lately? Sorry. This is what you get for four in the morning.
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