Welcome to 10-minute murder, brief and bingeable true crime. My name is Joe. I'm the host. Thank you for joining today. And last night I was in

bed about to fall asleep, which is where I seem to do my best thinking, semi-conscious and under the

influence of Benadryl or melatonin, sometimes both. But anyway, I'm overly critical of words,

and I get impressed by people that are colorfully descriptive.

They're just telling you something ordinary, a meal they made for breakfast,

but it sounds like they're reading from a novel.

I love that.

And it makes me hyper fixated on words and their usage.

I'm weird.

We all know this.

But anyway, I'm in bed.

I don't recall what it was in reference to, but I thought, don't you dare.

And sometimes you can break up a contraction for emphasis, like a sign that says, do not park, versus if it were to say, don't park.

I might park there because it feels less important. So don't you dare. Do not you dare? That doesn't make sense to me.

And that sent me spiraling into who gets to decide these language idiosyncrasies.

And is this why people write a letter to their congressman?

I've never done that before, but I need action on this.

I said all that to say, I'm sleepy today because my brain is a menace to my well-being.

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