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Thursday, August 9, 2012

Whoops

Remember that uneasy feeling when you were little because some other kids would be talking about something that you didn’t know about yet and you had to play along but not act too involved in the conversation out of fear they would ask you questions about it? Well today's blog is about when that kind of thing happens as an adult.


You know, like when you thought something was one thing but it turns out to be this total different thing. I am going to share some of my more embarrassing ones with you in hopes that you will do the same and we can all point at one another and have a good laugh at each others’ expense. Please be a good sport.

For pretty much ever I have thought that Key Biscayne was a place near the bottom of Florida somewhere called Keepiscane. One word. When I finally realized it was a Key like Largo or the better known West, it was a revelation.

Just recently I was reading an article about people who self diagnose themselves on the internet and the hypochondria that causes (I’m looking at you, Cristy.) The article sited the Pew Research Council’s statistical data on percent of internet users who do this and I was confused. You see until that moment I thought that the Pew Research Council compiled statistical data of people at churches. In my mind it was data collected regarding the people sitting in the pews. I didn’t get why the church would care how many of their members searched their symptoms on the internet. How many members searched porn or something, I could maybe get. Turns out the Pew Research Council has nothing to do with actual Pews. Yeah, I’m dumb.

Anyway, another fun one is that for most of my life I have used the phrase “All intents and purposes” just like everyone else does. However I though it was “All intensive purposes.” If you have heard me say that and didn’t correct me then shame on you!

Song lyrics work, too. When we were little my Brother, Paul and I thought that The Rolling Stones song “Start Me Up” was actually about a Mexican Hero named “El Estafio.” “El Estafio, El Estafio, you never stop.”

OK, enough laughing at me, now your turn. Make me laugh, folks!

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