Okay! The Grammar Cop is back from her holidays and has nailed three spelling infractions. Here they are for your reading pleasure!
P.S. – Re my book
Hi again! I forgot to mention, when I told you I started writing a book, what it’s called and what it’s about! The title is:
Our Driver Has No Car: Tales From the Trenches of Hollywood North
It is about the decade I spent (during the 90s) working as a script coordinator on films and TV shows.
Should be a fun read (if I do say so myself)!
Stay tuned!
My 100th post and beyond…
My last post was my 100th, since the end of June ’15 when I started this blog. Not too shabby, I think – considering I had all but stopped writing, in favour of the drudge (easier?) work of proofing and editing the words of others. But somehow I got the bug to give it a go again.
On Taking Things For Granted
Don’t worry. This won’t be a lecture on how we should be so thankful for what we have, and how we shouldn’t take things for granted, yadda, yadda yadda.
Friday Follies #21 – 10 New Year’s Resolutions for the Grammatically Challenged
First of all, to everyone:
HAPPY NEW YEAR – MAY IT BE SWEET, SMART AND SAFE!
(and free of alliterative bloggers!)
And now…
10 Resolutions for the Grammatically Challenged
Remember the smell of wet wool mittens?
I had forgotten it – until I looked out the window a minute ago. What did I see?
Spelling, back in the day
I was always a pretty good speller. I would see the word once, in my school book or a library book, and somehow it was burned in my memory.
A Conversation
Friday Follies #20 – a bunch of mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”!
Further to my December 21st post on dating for the age-impaired, I thought I would point out some of the little gaffes that abound in the profiles I’ve been scanning lately. (Hope springs eternal!) These are direct quotes, copied and pasted – followed of course by my snarky comments in brackets.
Dating 2.0…
(or: Looking for Love in all the Wrong Singles Groups Companion Ads Online Dating Sites)
“True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.”
– François de la Rochefoucauld (1613-1680)
Dating. After my marriage ended, this was a whole new concept to me, having been with only one person since the age of 17 until we split when I was 30. I spent a year or two mourning the loss of a partner, and then, in 1977, BANG! I was ready-set-go to find a new one.
Crossed Eyes and Dotted Tees 