I'm just realizing I have a habit that anyone who spends a lot of time with me would probably find annoying. It's an occupational hazard of being a poet and storyteller I suppose, but I have a penchant for rhyming. My boyfriend has threatened to hang me by my thumbs if I keep saying "okie dokie smokie". Today a truck tried to pass me on a single lane dirt road and the first words in my head were 'share the road horny toad'. That's a fact, Cadillac.