Hi fellow grammarphiles! Today the Grammar Cop has found two criminal newspaper ads, and one blooper from CNN.com. Wring your hands along with me…
What’s Wrong With Me! The Final Episode.
Grade Four – or, How I Learned to Start Worrying and Fear School
Oh sure, the photo looks innocent enough. But I can tell you this. My teacher that year – who shall remain nameless (to spare any progeny she may have had… although I doubt she had any; she would have scared off any would-be suitors) – Miss X, made my life a living hell. I used to come home crying. Here’s the thing, though. I can’t for the life of me remember any details of her cruelty. I must’ve buried the memories. <shiver>
What’s Wrong With Me! Episode Five – Saved by the Net
The porcupines were burrowing under my skin again. At least, that’s what it felt like at 2 a.m. on September 10, 1997… and September 11… and September 12… and… well, you get the picture. It wasn’t a pretty one. Especially when I didn’t know what the heck was wrong with me, so you can add fear of the unknown to it all, which of course made the discomfort worse.
Friday Follies (two days late – sorreee!) #10 – Three mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”!
Okay, now that I’ve finally got my birthday stuff out of the way, the Grammar Cop can buckle down and go “ew” over this week’s boo-boos.
Time Goes – the song!
Back on September 23, I posted the lyrics to a song I had written many years ago (circa 1986). Now here is the song itself, which I just had digitized.
7 Things I’ve learned not to do in 70 years
Some tough life lessons… 😉
What’s Wrong With Me! Episode Four: Hell and Back…
When Episode Three ended, a slew of strange symptoms were beginning to hold me hostage. That’s actually a pretty fair metaphor, since by the end of the siege I couldn’t go outside – not even on the balcony.
Stick around, it gets worse. I mean funnier. It gets funnier!
“It’s Only a Number!”
This is, I admit, a curmudgeonly complaint about all those well-meaning folks who tell me, “Age is only a number,” whenever I kvetch about my big birthday this Thursday.
To them I say (with all due respect), “OH YEAH?!?”
Friday Follies #9 – Four clichés that make me go “Arghhh”!
Just to change ’em up, the Grammar Cop will share a totally different class of eyesores this week. (Because I can.) I’m sure you have similar ones that grate on your nerves, but for now, these are the top clichés that make me cringe!
Crossed Eyes and Dotted Tees 