How many times has this happened to you? You can’t stand your job. Your spouse ran off with a tomato trader. There’s nothing on TV once you get home. Or perhaps, just perhaps, you feel a vague unease that life has passed you by and that you’ve checked off none of the items on your bucket list.
Then the pressure that’s building for years overwhelms your equilibrium. You say, “Screw it. I’m moving to Madagascar. Today. I am.” And you do.
If only there were a word to describe this process.
And now we have.
TODAY’S AWESOME WORD
MADMAD
Awesome entry #43
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
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I used to think buckets was where it’s at.
I had many buckets on my bucket list but over time, they paled into insignificance.
Over time I went mad, madder and even more madder.
One day math came to visit and I went mad twice or madmad as I thought at the time.
At least the African weather is good.
Maddening, isn’t it?