My most amusing and impressive midreading to date has been misreading the title of a fluffy-bunny-Wiccan book as To Light a Sacred Flatulence in place of To Light a Sacred Flame. Frighteningly appropriate. :)

I've been thinking recently that my general skills with language have been disintegrating - I am no longer so good at spelling as I once was, for example. But this has turned out to be an advantage in some ways because I find many more puns and plays-on-words occurring to me.