I'm taking a sick day today, I'm in between naps, and I was bored...so I was cruising blogs. I came across a FOAF (Friend Of A Friend) blog who had this widget that told me the required reading level for his blog. Hm, I thought...I use pretty big words, abstract concepts, deep thinking...so I was thinking I'd score at least a high-school reading level on this blog. WRONG...
Should I wax philosophically about the Dionysian rites practiced by neo-pagan religionists as they recently celebrated the coming of the vernal equinox?
Would I appear smarter if I echoed the single phrase I remember from my high-school studies of Shakespeare (even though I don't remember exactly what it means) and describe, in great detail, the literary device deus ex machina?
THERE. Those 25-cent words ought to get my rating up, at least a bit. Now I can go back to writing about...um...stuff. That happens. With people. And things...oh crap, now I'm back to elementary level reading again...
UPDATE: CRAP. Even after using all those big words, I still only rate Elementary School reading level. *sigh* Oh well...
