It’s the Mucus Festival

The Mighty Daily Journal BlogFriends, I’ve been living through days of high mucosity, which I was surprised and delighted to find out is actually a word.

There’s been plenty of coughing and blowing and going. I’m not going to give you a minute-by-minute breakdown because you’re a busy person, but I’m going to give you just one moment in the car.

I was driving my son, when I suddenly had to – and I mean had to – roll down the window and let something go.

“That was quite a lougie,” I said.

“What’s a lougie?” he said.

Mucosity is in my Webster’s Dictionary, but I don’t expect my son to know the word. Lougie is not in Webster’s, but I was shocked by his ignorance.

I blame it on video games. When I was a kid, I had an Atari 2600, and it was fun for a while, then it turned horribly boring, so I’d hop on my bike and find something to do with somebody. That something often turned out to be boring, too, so we’d do silly things, like seeing who could spit the farthest.

I thought that by the time my son reached the fourth grade he’d know what a lougie was – spit with an extra dollop of mucosity – and he’d have participated in at least one spitting contest.

Not so. His XBox 360 and Nintendo Wii provide endless entertainment. He also has Netflix and other high-quality, digital diversions that weren’t available to young Gen Xers.

The only upside I can see from last week’s Mucus Festival, which lingers even now, is my son now knows what a lougie is. And if your education has been equally lax, then you also know.

You’re welcome.

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