Plays With Words

October 1, 2008

MWM, mid-40s. Athletic, confident. Plays with words. Must love dogs...

Okay, maybe not.

Do you play with words? I confess, I don't, usually. I go through periods in which I do crossword puzzles--yes, I'm a part-time cruciverbalist--but mostly I don't play with words. Somewhere in my mind I don't view them as toys, but as tools and I respect my tools. (Alternately, it's possible that my bibliophilia has become a full-blown bibliomania).

Still, from time to time, like yesterday, for some reason, I was thinking...

You can cuddle together, but you can't cuddle alone. You can huddle together, but you can huddle alone. And you know, I just sort of muddle along. I avoid puddles, alone or together. And if I can be befuddled, why can't I becuddled? Because I certainly am often bemuddled. And God knows, on a rainy day walking the dog, I'm often bepuddled.

I'm not sure you can be paddled alone, although for some being paddled is something they enjoy in pairs or more. You can be saddled with responsibilities, but are you besaddled upon a horse or besaddled with woes? And although you use a ladle, do you ladle? Are you beladled?

Your turn.

Cheers,

Mark Terry