Monday, July 20, 2009

Whew. I'm Now Combobulated.

My radio silence over the past few days can be explained by two simple words: Family Reunion! Wisconsin never had a chance...

Unfortunately, my camera died while the missus and I were in Scotland (I used my mother-in-law's camera for most of the trip), so I don't have documentation of any of the activities. But really there was only one moment in which I really regretted not having the sucker...

At the airport in Milwaukee, the missus and I went through security, and when we made it through, we noticed a sign: Recombobulation Area. It was not handwritten. It was a metal sign like all of the other signs around the airport. Someone designed, approved, and ordered this sign.

Discombobulated doesn't actually mean "not combobulated." Like uncouth, it is simply a word that sounds negative but isn't.

No doubt, you can become discombobulated going through security - removing of belts and shoes, getting felt up by security... These things can be discombobulating. No doubt.

But once discombobulated, I'm afraid you can't just become recombobulated so that you're back to being in the normal state of combobulation.

On the other hand, I really like the word recombobulated. So I sort of hope it catches on.

Well done, you combobulated Wisconsinites with your recombobulation signs to discombobulate travelers.

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1 Comments:

At 9:59 AM , Blogger Carrie said...

It is a wonderful example of Wisconsin wit. I feel so proud!

 

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