We don’t get much fog here in Enid. It’s happened a few times, but nothing like we had on the east coast growing up.
Or Houston. Houston was the foggiest place I have ever lived…and NONE of this is interesting at all!
If I was a poet maybe I could make something interesting about the word’o’the day but I am nowhere near a poet. I can’t even get a good limerick out of it.
The bog was full of fog
the land was cold and raw
mists hung over shoulders braw
on the men who walked the bog.
See what I mean? That sucked. No other word for it…..I am so not a poet.
I wanted an interesting word…something I could sink my teeth into. Like antidisestablishmentarianism……… what a terrific word of the day that would have been.
Perhaps tomorrow will be better and I can think of something to write..in the meantime, I suppose I have to publish this dreck.