I confess that I had a grammar typo in my
write up last week. I typed ‘there’
instead of ‘their’. As a published
author, grammar and punctuation are important to me. Maybe I am becoming a typochondriac. But then, every time I make a typo the
errorists win.
I really deplore the tendency for Millennials
to take spelling shortcuts such as ‘u’ for ‘you’ or ‘r’ for ‘are’. And it is ‘before’, not ‘B4’ -you should speak
English, not Bingo. As one Millennial put
it to me ‘You get the meaning.’ Yes, it
means ‘u r lazy’ – and functionally illiterate. And whenever someone posts ‘to
funny’ I immediate picture them leaving on a quest to find the land of Funny. I saw a bumper sticker that stated “If your
living here learn English.” And learn it correctly, too.
Perhaps I am such a stickler because I had
problems with spelling and grammar as a kid.
I remember a teacher that taught me in spelling the rhyme, ‘I before E
except after C’ which made spelling hard when I tried to write about a ‘feisty
heist on weird foreign neighbors’
I am not a full-up grammar Nazi. For example, I do not order my eggs over
easily. Nor did I comment on our great
grandfather’s tombstone which reads “He died loving the cause he fought for” by
commenting that “His epitaph ends in a preposition.” That was Martha.
Some word pet peeves –
‘Literally’ means something actually happened,
not that it figuratively happened.
‘Nonplus’ does not mean what you think it
does.
‘Affect’ is a verb. ‘Effect’ is a noun.
‘Loose’ and ‘lose’ are two different words.
When someone says “I’m doing good,” I want to
say, “No, Superman does good. You are
doing well.”
When I see a sign that says ‘This door is
alarmed I wonder what startled it.”
Al Yankovic wanted to start a toy store that
taught proper grammar to kids – Toys are We.
Dear girls, we hate periods, too. Sincerely, commas.
And remember, practice safe text, and you
never miss a period.
‘Well done steak; is not the same as ‘Well
done, steak.’
And punctuation can save lives. Consider these two examples:
Let’s eat grandma.
We are going to learn to cut and paste kids.
>>>>>>>>>>
Please give me two pronouns.
“Who, me?”
<<<<<<<<<<<
Tense, moody, irregular? Why you must be a verb.
This exchange was overheard and misunderstood
throughout the age of pirates
“The cannons be ready Captain Mike.”
“Are.”
Here is a story from Chuck on getting
older.
$5.37!
That's what the kid behind the counter at Taco Bell said to me.
I dug into my pocket and pulled out some lint and two dimes and something that used to be a Jolly Rancher. Having already handed the kid a five-spot, I started to head back out to the truck to grab some change when the kid with the Elmo hairdo said the meanest thing anyone has ever said to me. He said, "It's OK. I'll just give you the senior citizen discount." I turned to see who he was talking to and then heard the sound of change hitting the counter in front of me. "Only $4.68"he said cheerfully.
That's what the kid behind the counter at Taco Bell said to me.
I dug into my pocket and pulled out some lint and two dimes and something that used to be a Jolly Rancher. Having already handed the kid a five-spot, I started to head back out to the truck to grab some change when the kid with the Elmo hairdo said the meanest thing anyone has ever said to me. He said, "It's OK. I'll just give you the senior citizen discount." I turned to see who he was talking to and then heard the sound of change hitting the counter in front of me. "Only $4.68"he said cheerfully.
I stood there stupefied. I am 56, not even
60 yet!
A mere child!
Senior citizen?
A mere child!
Senior citizen?
I took my burrito and walked out to the
truck wondering what was wrong with Elmo.
Was he blind?
As I sat in the truck, my blood began to boil.
Old? Me?
Was he blind?
As I sat in the truck, my blood began to boil.
Old? Me?
I'll show him, I thought. I opened the door and headed back inside. I
strode to the counter, and
there he was waiting with a smile.
Before I could say a word, he held up
something and jingled it in front of me, like I could be that easily distracted!
What am I now? A toddler?
What am I now? A toddler?
"Dude! Can't get too
far without your car keys, eh?"
I stared with utter disdain at the keys. I began to rationalize in my mind!
I stared with utter disdain at the keys. I began to rationalize in my mind!
"Leaving keys behind
hardly makes a man elderly!
It could happen to anyone!"
It could happen to anyone!"
I turned and headed back to the truck. I slipped the key into the ignition, but it wouldn't turn.
What now? I checked my keys and tried another. Still nothing.
What now? I checked my keys and tried another. Still nothing.
That's when I noticed the purple beads hanging from my rear
view mirror. I had
no purple beads hanging
from my rear view mirror. Then, a few
other objects came into focus:
The car seat in the back seat. Happy Meal toys spread all over the floorboard. A partially eaten dough nut on the dashboard.
The car seat in the back seat. Happy Meal toys spread all over the floorboard. A partially eaten dough nut on the dashboard.
Faster than you can say ginkgo biloba, I flew out of the alien vehicle. Moments later I was speeding out of the
parking lot, relieved to
finally be leaving this nightmarish stop in my life.
That is when I felt it, deep in the bowels of my stomach: hunger! My stomach growled and churned, and I reached to grab my burrito, only it was nowhere to be found.
That is when I felt it, deep in the bowels of my stomach: hunger! My stomach growled and churned, and I reached to grab my burrito, only it was nowhere to be found.
I swung the truck around, gathered my courage, and strode back into the restaurant one final time. There Elmo stood, draped in youth and black
nail polish. All I could
think was, "What is the world
coming to?" All
I could say was, "Did I leave my
food and drink in here"? .
Elmo had no clue. I walked back out to the truck, and suddenly a young lad came up and tugged
on my jeans to get my attention. He was holding up a drink and a bag.
His mother explained, "I think you left this in my truck by mistake."
His mother explained, "I think you left this in my truck by mistake."
I took the food and drink from the little
boy and sheepishly apologized.
She offered these kind words:
"It's OK. My grandfather does stuff like this all the time."
"It's OK. My grandfather does stuff like this all the time."
As I walked in the front door, my wife met
me halfway down the hall. I
handed her a bag of cold food. I promptly sat in my rocking chair and covered up my legs with a blankey.
The good news was that I had successfully
found my way home.
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Finally, remember, use proper punctuation. It is the difference between knowing your
shit and knowing you’re shit. Admit. It.
This. Took. You. Much. Longer. To. Read. Than. It. Should. Have.
A final example –
This sentence - ‘A woman without her man is
useless.’ Changes dramatically with punctuation.
A woman, without her man, is useless.
A woman; without her, man is useless.