Lisa B. sent me a message the other day asking if I were feeling better-ish after my bout with the flu. Only better-ish was auto-corrected to "butterfish," because (of course) that's a term real people use in real conversations all the day. Thank you, auto-correct!
Butterfish! Butterfish! Butterfish!
I love this word, and I now challenge all of us to use it and make it part of mainstream English by the year 2015. WE CAN DO IT!
REPORTER AT NEWS CONFERENCE: How would you characterize the state of the economy now?
POTUS: It's doing butterfish, a fact for which we can all be grateful this Thanksgiving season.
Anyway, I am definitely doing butterfish today, although I still have some of The Queasy left and also I had my eyes zapped this morning at the doctor's office to deal with scar tissue leftover from my cataract surgery two years ago. So I'm having another sort of semi-languishing day which lends itself to a bit of melancholy, actually.
I'll talk about that tomorrow.