I will be a short drive from here. (Incidentally, “here” is the North Shore of Oahu.) The Oahu weather forecast says that, for the foreseeable future, it’s going to be partly cloudy and/or windy with a high of 78 and a low of 68 (+/- 2 degrees). I can’t wait!!
statistically significant other
I LOVE THIS CARTOON! (click for full sized version on their Web site)
just a touch, please
How have I *never* blogged about NAFNAF before? Sheesh, Liz. The six American girls who spent three weeks in France in the summer of 1994 were dubbed the NAFNAF gang by our French teacher… we were obsessed with NAFNAF t-shirts, and developed such a reputation for our NAFNAF affection that, when my family hosted another …
saying a lot without saying much
I censor myself rather often here, largely because I’m not always sure of (or, in some cases, particularly excited about) my audience. My post last Thursday inspired an unfortunate comment (which I deleted, ’cause I censor those, too — such a bad First Amendment defender I am in this domain! for shame, Liz!), and it …
mad craziness in northern Arkansas
Over the weekend, I went home to visit my parents, to help my father celebrate his 58th birthday in style (a trip to the 178 Club was in order!), and to assist with post-ice-storm cleanup in the backyard at my parents’ house. As it turns out, the situation in northern Arkansas was much worse than …
must. remain. calm.
For better or for worse, I am a passionate person. I feel things deeply … the good AND the bad. And, it takes only the smallest thing to inspire these deep emotions: I can be on top of the world just because I found an excellent parking spot or managed not to oversleep. Likewise, however, …
the power of believing
I really want to believe that the simple act of believing is powerful enough to make something true. For example, I want to believe that the warm front approaching this weekend marks the end of winter and the beginning of a long, mild, and lovely spring … I *want* to believe this, which is (of …
the ups and downs of the inter-web
I’ve been irreversibly addicted to the Internet since the summer of 1994, so I’ve had a little bit of experience with the emotional roller coaster that Internet-mediated communication can sometimes bring. It’s so easy to find people you know (or sorta know) online, and — thanks to sites like Facebook and MySpace — feel like …
hmmm. am I just a victim of economic-woe-related stress?
If I could honestly say that my crusade against apostrophe abuse began yesterday, then I might be more worried that I had just fallen victim, during yesterday’s blog post, of what is apparently a trend of people becoming more pugnacious about spelling and grammar during an economic downturn. Who’d have thunk it? Fastidious spelling snobs …
well, I guess that’s one strategy
I’ve spent a not-insignificant chunk of my life teaching grammar to college freshmen and sophomores, so I have some peculiarly strong feelings on punctuation. And if one punctuation mark can get me all fired up, above all others, it’s definitely the apostrophe. I have been on a personal crusade against apostrophe abuse since I first …