In one of her earlier blog posts, Sara suggested, I think, a compilation of curses. She gave as an example one or two from Shakespeare. Well, in recent years, there have been many times when I have wished I had a ready curse, or that I was quick enough on my feet to come up with one on the spot. It was never to be. But this morning, out of the blue, not bothered by anyone or anything, I came up with this. Wouldn’t you love to call someone a... blather-spewing spawn of a specious spent spasm.