Thinking

My mother refers to this website as “doocie,” pronounced DOO-SEE, and recently she called to tell me that a few of her co-workers had daughters who read my website, doocie. Normally this would not be acceptable behavior as I am not an ending-in-i-e type of person, but I’m just thankful that she’s not referring to it as “that piece of shit which has secured my youngest child a first-class trip to Hell.” The family, they have made progress.