Starm Party!

Finally! A snowy day here in Philly. I had already taken the day off anyway, so I'm home enjoying a nice day indoors. It looks like things are shaping up for a starm party later on at the local watering hole.

Now you may be wondering why I keep calling this a stArm party, instead of a storm party. (Maybe you're not wondering at all, but guess what .... I'm gonna tell you why anyway.)

When I was a kid, there was a family in our neighborhood that moved to Maryland from Chicago. The mom of the house, Mrs. E, had a strange accent and pronounced words funny. I'd never heard anything like this before. (As you may have noticed, I'm slighty obsessed with words.) For example, instead of saying "fork" she'd say "fark." I knew this because I was friends with her son and daughter, and we frequently hung out at each other's houses. Whenever she'd offer me a "fark" it would make me giggle.

Years later, I still think about Mrs. E and her funny pronunciations. At some point in time I told Schue about it, and we ended up adapting many of her pronunciations because.. well, they're kinda funny. "OR" words become "AR", and vice versa. Yes, it's silly but I enjoy silly. (BTW, I can also amuse myself by making fake fart noises. It's a great cure for boredom ... even when you're by yourself. Try it sometime, I bet you'll laugh out loud. Go ahead, make a gross fake one ... I bet you'll crack up.) I digress. Anyway, that's how the word "starm" came about.

If you ever hear someone say "Hey, there'a porking lot!" ... or you receive an invitation, "Wanna play dorts?" ... or you hear someone tell a waiter "Unfartunately, I dropped my fark on the flar" ... you might just be listening to Mrs. E, or Schue, or me.

Alrighty, gotta go mop my flars so I can join the starm party later. Plus, tomorrow is a DOF!! YAY!! More on that to come ....