Potato Padiddle

I don't think Shawn would claim to be a linguistics pro or anything. He's into dissecting science stuff not words. But the other day he provided me with some quotes that are absolute gems.

First, we were driving in the car and listening to Jack Johnson. Then my ears caught the following coming out of Shawn's mouth. "Driving my potato with a burnt out fuse." He was singing along with full gusto when that sentence came out without a second thought from Shawn. For anyone not familiar with the song Mudfootball by Jack, the lyric is "driving a padiddle with a burnt-out fuse". A padiddle is a car with one headlight out. Anyway, it wasn't so much the lyric mishap (I myself have a serious issue with replacing all known words with doo-doo's), as the logic that was required to make Shawn's version acceptable in his own head. Did he picture a potato with some faulty wiring driving down the road? Did the potato have wheels or Flinstone-esque legs? Was it a Russet, Yukon Gold, red-skinned or Fingerling?

When we returned home we began discussing the awesome dinner we had in the North End. Shawn said "Wow. That meal at Guacomo's was great." No, we didn't eat at some mysterious Mexican restaurant. We ate at Giacomo's. If I had to bet, I'd say that the closest reference word he had was guacamole, hence Guacomo's.

Thank you Shawn. I really enjoyed these moments. Please keep them coming.