Please don’t tell my current French instructor that I butchered the language for the purpose of a website!
Taking after a different French teacher who consistently blurted “Quel désastre!” or “What a disaster!” when she made mistakes, I started to say it and now blurt it out in exasperation over projects that are full of little disasters… or when I skate a poor program… or as I bump my knees and slip down the last few stairs in my apartment. But it takes a lot of little disasters (and sometimes big ones) to create anything great, be it a hobby project, a professional piece of work, or most of all, a life.
Here’s to disasters!
Huzzah!
