On a quarterly basis, I get REALLY lazy. I make my readers do all the heavy lifting in a little thing I like to call ask Roger Anything. Anything at all.
OK, don't ask me if there are any words that have the vowels A, E, I, O, U, and Y in order, he said facetiously.
But other than that, anything goes. And I have to answer, or you get double your money back.
Seriously, there has never been a question I was asked that I didn't, in some substantial way, answer. Sports, politics, religion - we take it all on.
Hmm. Do you know what I'm thinking about? The word "invalid", and how with the emphasis on the first syllable, it's a noun that means someone incapacitated by chronic illness or injury. But with the emphasis on the second syllable, it's an adjective meaning falsely based. They shatre a common root suggesting "npot strong", but I hate the notion that people are invaldated because of their physical condition.
Oh, and the death of Fess Parker, who played Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone. Re: the former role, probably every other household in America with a child in it owned at least one coonskin cap.
Assuming I GET any questions, I'll start answering later in the week.
From the movie The Producers (1968). That slackjawed look at 2:35 is still one of my favorite moments in all of cinema.
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