For the past twenty years, my wife’s brother-in-law Marty has steadfastly refused to use the word ‘party’ as a verb. His diligence straddles that lonely border between nobility and futility, yet still, he holds to his standards.
I couldn’t help thinking of Marty tonight when I tripped across this Alexander Haig-esque bit of torturous new lexicon: ‘blogcation.’ In a small call out near the top of the page, the site’s author announced he was giving himself a ‘blogcation.’
Whoa. I hardly tell anyone I’m blogging yet cause I’m not quite comfortable with that as a root word.
I’m a writer; I write. ‘Blogging’? Still trying to toss that off my tongue without tripping.
Which puts me a long, long way away from a blogcation anytime soon. For better or for worse.