Category Archives: Crazy is as Crazie Does

Calling All Crazies

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Welcome Back to Crazie Town!  As you can see by the chart on the left, I have good reason for being a little more Crazie then when the holiday season started.

A few weeks before Christmas I decided it would be a good idea to get all these dates out of my head and onto a white board that hangs on the door to my garage.

It was a good thought, except that every time I looked at it my blood pressure went up ten points.

Speaking of ten points (good segue, huh?) I need to call all my Crazies together and ask a BIG favor.  I’ve finished my book – YIPEE – and am actively searching for an agent.  I would love to be able to say I have over 1,000 followers on my blog.  Soooo, please repost me on your Facebook page or Tweet about me or just ask a friend to subscribe.

I promise I’ll put you on the Acknowledgement page of my book.  Okay, I had my fingers crossed on that one, but I’ll be grateful forever…or, for a long time anyway.

Next week’s post?:  Everything’s Ruined When You Pee Your Pants.

See you then!

Felix Navy-Dod

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Even though my dad was a college educated, well-read person he insisted on mis-pronouncing many words or leaving off the last few letters.  Since his nickname was “The World’s Laziest Man,” I often said he was to lazy to finish an entire word.

As Dad aged, more and more of his friends developed Alk-himers, as he called it.  No amount of discussion on my part could change his mind on it’s pronunciation.  Eventually he’d say “A friend of mine has the-disease-you-say-I-say-wrong-but-I-know-I’m-saying-right.”  And, of course, I knew exactly what he was talking about.

He had a very expensive set of hearing aids that he refused to wear.  So, at restaurants, or pretty much every time he couldn’t hear, he’d look at me – roll his finger around in circles next to his ear, then point from the waitress to me and begin rolling again.  This is usually the universal sign for ‘That Person Is Crazy,’ but in Crazie Language it meant, ‘I can’t hear what she’s saying.  You listen and yell to me what she said.”

My Aunt Kathleen has a couple of interesting words in Crazie Language.  “I’m going to the store to buy some more of that Lilac Pot-Porry and maybe I’ll stop at the market and pick up some tore-tillies.”

I’ve decided to put this blog on hold until after the holidays.  So, as we say in Crazie Language:

Felix Navy-Dod!