The Grammar Cop is getting tired. Sick and tired, actually. Look, it’s a tough job, but somebody’s gotta do it. Here we go.
Spooky
A few words in memory of Spooky, a sweet companion of mine…
1995 – Aug. 26, 2013
First of all, yes, I know the name doesn’t fit. I mean, look at him. Shouldn’t “Spooky” be a more fitting name for a black cat? You know, a witch’s familiar, that sort of thing? Short answer: yes. But he had that name when I got him in 2000 at age 5, so we were stuck.
Forever Cherished in my Heart
1912 – 2005
I wrote this eulogy for my mother’s funeral 10 years ago; my thoughts and feelings are exactly the same today as they were then. If anything, the love I feel for her now is even stronger, steeped as it is in the warmth of ten years’ worth of remembering. Mom, this is for you.
Friday Follies #3 – 4 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”!
Okay people, here are this week’s goofs that caught my attention – unfortunately! This Grammar Cop never sleeps!
Snowdon Memories
[Originally written for inclusion in Memories of Snowdon in the 50’s – a 2006 paperback by Bill Conrod.]
BooBoo (and Mom)
Next week will mark the 10th anniversary of the passing of my loving, lovable mother at the age of 92. I will write about her next week, but for now I’d like to pay tribute to her equally lovable companion, BooBoo.
The Lowdown on Confidence
[This was originally a writing sample for a guy’s mag.]
Dads, dudes, ’n’ dorks, I’ve met ’em all. So I’d like to share with you a few pearls of my hard-won wisdom.
Friday Follies #2 – 4 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”!
Once again, I, self-appointed Grammar Cop, call out the media for this week’s goofs. As usual they were not hard to find (the goofs, not the media)!
First Kiss
A bit long – but I promise it’s worth it! 😉
11 Happy Montreal Memories From the 1950s… and 7 Unhappy Ones
A little trip down Memory Lane… both good and bad.
11 Happy Montreal Memories From the 1950s
Crossed Eyes and Dotted Tees 