You might have already guessed, but I’m a word junkie. I love words and how they convey meaning. Some people are better with words than others. I wonder sometimes if there should be licensing required before people speak in public. They use bad grammar, ramble endlessly and the only adjectives they know are prohibited by the FCC. This often happens at pro ball games where fans go unchecked in their shrieking diatribes.
Another thought about words: I keep hoping some of them will die but they just won’t. Expressions like, “my bad” or “come with” just sound stupid to me. My personal “pet” peeve is Dawg. “What up Dawg? No way, Dawg!” On and on it goes. It sounds tired and passé but still it lives on in some conversations. And nearly as bad is Dawg’s close cousin Dude. Often dude is a full sentence all by itself and has many meanings according to the way it’s uttered and the body language accompanying it. It just seems to sustain its own life with no end in sight.