Wherein Bry has a dirty thought.

The older I get, the more I worry about things that will probably never happen.

Such as developing a phonic form of Tourette's. But really, a silent Tourette's. I will find myself thinking a string of swear words. I keep it silent and it is usually work related or at the height of my frustration over something I cannot control.

It is probably a credit that I just think the swear words and don't vocalize them. But I fear that one day the silence will end and I will scare children and dogs with my dirty mouth.

If Wikipedia is to be believed, the chances of an adult developing Tourette's is rare as are the chances of my tic being verbal.

Speaking of swearing, while in Boston last week, I noticed an increase in my use of "fuck" to describe both the positive and negative. Like "Look at that fucking dog. Super cute." Or "I hate the fucking rain.". As RF said, "Bostonians use Fuck You as a hello, goodbye, and I Love You!"