Friday, October 26, 2007

In Which Your Faithful Narrator Asks the Deep Questions

Its raining outside, or at least it was when I came in; it was that hard drizzle that soaks you faster than a hard driving rain. As a result, the day is rather grey. Or is it gray? I think that "grey," is the British spelling and "gray" is the American. "Gray" must be American because I don't get that little squiggly line that tells me I'm snook of a speller like I do when I type "grey."

That begs a question, I think. Does "grey" mean something different than "gray," I mean if you write "prey" that means food for the tiger, but if you type "pray" then you're talking the Higher Power. These are the kind conundrums I deal with on a regular basis. Words... oh well.

I had a much more erudite entry planned in my nogginal pan, but I think it sprung a leak, the nogginal pan, that is.

1 comment:

Maggie said...

Are you leaking gray matter or grey matter? Bah! ;D