Now, I Get It…

I’ve had trouble understanding why a cooking show should be such a rage. No matter that it takes place in New Mexico featuring a high school chemistry teacher with a cold. Did I get that right?
Anyhow, now I understand. At least my mistake. Though I don’t know how I so misheard the title, but, then in this age, everything is over in the title.
It isn’t called “Baking Bread”, with odd chemical title block font, it is called “Braking Bad”… so, I assume that it is about the odd things that happen when a high school chemistry teacher tries teaching drivers education in New Mexico.
Still, it doesn’t sound like something I’d watch.

A Note for The Blabberwocky

If you are going to rely upon the sound bite, make certain that it sounds right.

Today on the Radio, I heard a union spokesman using words that he didn’t use at home. Words that he didn’t use regularly. He was wearing words to big for his ideas or his message. I sensed in his tone, timing and timidity, that even the thoughts were not full thoughts. Instead he was in search of a slogan. Too bad. What is needed is message. Mean something before saying some thing.