clogged. an introduction

clogged- 1. the act of hitting with or being hit with any form of wooden (or synthetic wooden) form of footwear. 2. Attempting to flush 6 or more bags of cocaine or other recreational drug down a public toilet. 3. The state of one's brain if previous entry is ignored and said drugs are mass consumed.

What better way to start a blog about favorite words than with the word"clogged"? It's fun to say...and who doesn't like river-dancing and plungers? But the real reason I picked it is because when I typed it into google the first suggestion was "clogged milk duct".

Vocabulary is a complex thing, so why not have fun with it? We flap our overexcited lips at other people's under-excited ears all day, but we never stop to really think about a single, really really interesting word. So get over yourself and stop treating all those "cloggeds" out there just like you're treating the ozone and your small intestine (whatever that means).

So, to contribute to this already Pulitzer-quality, single-sided, nonsensical lecture, here's a story:
Three days ago I was in Brooklyn for a mini-vacation, and the place I was staying had more pillows than I have ever seen in my life. The end.
I bet you thought that story was gonna have something to do with the word "clogged". I also bet you wish you were as cool as Oprah...but we can't always get what we want.

But seriously, Oprah's ugly.

But seriously, seriously, say clogged at least 5 times out loud. You will smile, and you will feel better about wasting the past 1.5 minutes of your life...maybe...
I promise in the future my "words" (the clever term I am giving to each word I write about every day) will have more intelligent and non-nonsensical content along with HOT celebrity interviews and DOZENS, yes dozens, of dollars in free ipads and other fabulicious gifts. (I swear to god I have heard that word in actual use before).
Part of all that was somewhat truthful. Use your best judgment.
And back to the point, future posts will be much more purpose-laden. (if there wasn't a dash there and that was a real word, it would definitely be tomorrow's word...because it's awesome, like stretch armstrong)

You might be asking yourself "why am I reading this" or "Is there any rhyme or reason to these words that apparently mean so much to this guy" and the answer to both is no. And if you're wondering how "no" is an answer to the question "why am I reading this", it isn't...get over it or go read Dickens or something.

Speaking of "clogged", I think my cat just ate all 3 of my earplugs...dammit.
3 is a strange number of earplugs to have.