i've been told, often enough, that i cuss too much. in fact, an old boss once told me that i had a 'potty mouth'. i don't know what shocked me more, the fact that my mouth was a potty, or that a grown man used such a sterile, yet prudish phrase.

i concede, i do cuss an awful lot. love the sound of it, the color and texture of good slang and bad grammar. there are no bad words, just bad people who utter words which make them bad. consider our politicians who use language to distort and convince us their visions are the correct ones. or how about advertisement where language is forked thru the prisms of our collective and individual desires and wants.

i do worry about nicholas picking up my style of language, not because i'd be ashamed of it, only that i fear the opprobrium meted upon those who do cuss like an ornery sailor.

still, i have my favorites, words like fuck, shit, piss, goddamn, motherfucker, sumbitch - the list goes on and on.

and recall the plasticity of a word like 'fuck'. that one word can be a noun, verb, adverb, adjective and so on, often in the same topic of conversation. it is a word of brilliance.

but then again maybe i should remember and abide the song by the great band x, 'i must not think bad thoughts' as i'm driving in rush hr traffic as the fucking motherfucker who just cut me off can shit some manners, that goddamn sumbitch, and can go piss off now.