The World turned, stuttered a little as it hit a small thought that passed through the cosmos on its way to Wherever. That thought went wild, hit upon an idea and ran with it. The Idea was good, and was set to became part of legend. The Legend became a new thought and around it went again, and again, and again.
In the beginning the idea was good.
Minds of sanity and insanity whacked and nutty, some would use the idea and some would not -
Who cares, individuals we be, chose your own and if no one else likes, then tough .... whatever ... it's a word with a usage, maybe not yours', but again, who cares .....
I have two devices for reading .... therefore one shall be called reader and the other liseuse ....
