i will now share this little nugget of humiliation with you, a disclosure i would have never thought necessary...its a story about words...silly words...
doody bomb jones developed over time...it seemed to have a life of its own...sometimes it was just doody bomb jones, other times, doody squat jones, sometimes just doody bomb, or doody squat...i think it began as doodily squat, as in, "what you doing" "i'm not doing doodily squat"...but that was a long time ago...so i'm really not sure...it just became something else...
it was always just mitchell and my silliness...but recently, it popped out when lynne was here. we were all playing jeopardy, and mitchell didn't know the answer, so he just called out "what is doody bomb jones", and without thinking i replied, "doody squat jones to you"...(we are obviously way too comfortable with lynne)...and she caught on quicker than a cat can blink her eye...pretty soon, the three of us were using doody bomb and doody squat as replacement for other, more fitting words...ok, you had to be there...
getting back to the humiliation part...due to my lack of agility in the online world...here's what happened...i'm planning a party - months from now, but i decided to send out invites early...(i start packing weeks before i leave for a trip - you say neurotic, i say...well, i don't know what to say, maybe you're right)...i was having trouble figuring out how to do an evite so i sent one to mitchell, with a special personal message: doody bomb jones, please attend... it reached him okay, so i sent out a bunch... a couple of days later, i had a feeling i may have done it wrong, so i sent some out again... today someone from my agency, who i'm just getting to know better, responded...i happened to look at his evite...there at the bottom were the words...doody bomb jones, please attend...
oy...how embarrassing...how terribly unprofessional...i called lanie to ask her to check her evite...but i couldn't get the words out...she thought i was crying, but i wasn't, i was just laughing too much to speak...i asked her to open her invitation, hoping that it was a fluke...but no...doody bomb jones please attend - was on hers too...
alright, whaddya gonna do...its out in the open...yup, that's how we sometimes talk around here...like ridiculous little kids...
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