Lulu’s Loose Screw

This is kind of like everything I have ever said (similar to my post about putting things in inappropriate places, or just where they do not belong— Tear Down That Bitch of a Bearing Wall ).  This kind of situation that I will talk about in a few sentences from now happens with words and sentences and idioms and things.  Perhaps this is how we have come to know some of our most ridiculous and popular phrases like white on rice or call a spade a spade or putting my foot in my mouth .  See, but if one is to do their research I am more than positive that there are reasons and explanations for those exact sayings.  But there may not be a reason at all for what I am about to explain.              You know those instances, where you just do not say what you want to and your brain takes over and that little guy inside manically laughing rewires the word choices of your brain so that there you are saying some barbari...

We were talking R.L. Stein—the Fear Street series—we being my best friend Jackie and I.  I said, “I owned almost all of them,” meaning the Fear Street books, “I loved those books too.  They were books I never read, but loved to hold because their covers were awesome.” She said, “I always do that! Especially when I was younger. I'd buy books from those scholastic magazines and never read them. We're mavericks who judge books by their cover.” I said, “I would buy this one book from the scholastic magazine every year, the same book, just because I loved the cover, never read it, and would then lose the book over and over and over again.  And meanwhile I probably would have loved it—all seven million copies of it.” The book was this, and I had to do extensive full-out research just to find it: The book has many different covers, but none like this one.  This book is a part of a series also, the prequel to this one being The Castle ...