Tuesday, June 19, 2007
A Purse By Any Other Name (Or, Laughter in the Dark)
The word pocketbook makes me laugh.
Not sure why - just does.
It's my grandmother's word for a purse, a handbag, a clutch.
"Are my keys in my purse?"
Come out of my grandmother's mouth as:
"Are my keys in my pocketbook?"
And...I wet my pants with laughter.
Don't know why - I just do.
I once saw a play where one of the lead characters had to say "Now, where on Earth did I leave my pocketbook?" about ten times in a row in varying levels of emotional tone. Everytime "pocketbook" was said, I got to giggling so bad, everyone around me in the theater thought I was, well, nuts. I nearly hyperventilated at one point, since there were so many audial "pocketbook"s littering the air.
Unfortunately, the play was not a comedy.
Fortunately, I was not ushered out of the theater.
Thankfully, I had some Valium in my pocketbook to take the edge off.
Up Next: Adverbs Are Fun!