So. Here I go again, telling the story of doofah. Doofah was, to my dad, like that card you turn over that can be used to mean anything you want. Doofah's daughter is jobbins. That's my word for anything I can't find the name of in my overloaded brain. But doofah still reigns supreme in my memory.

I love these words we use to describe "a random object" - I'm a big fan of "thing-a-me-wotsit", but there are so many great words like "doohickey" and "doodad". "Jobbins" is great - I might start mixing up what I use a bit more!