In the Name of Loquaciousness

I am blossoming with the celerity and mirth of a tulip due to the prodigiously beatific day we are having here in NYC. My elation is amplified by my discovery of wordie.org, a haven for language geeks like me, and by Liz Smith, who wrote about Bill Stubbs and Moment of Luxury (which I write, produce and direct for) in her column today.