I have cleaned up my language considerably since my wild days working in a newsroom. But I admit that when things get stressful, the inside of my head often is aroar with the foulest language imaginable. When you see me grimacing and my eyebrows twitching, blame it on the nasty words bouncing around my cranium. I live in fear of the day they start coming out my mouth. That's when I start faking Tourette's.