secret confession

I love pepperoni pizza Combos.



They are essentially dog treats, they are gross and I love them. Go on and judge me if you must (Liz Lowrie).

Okay, Grammar Ranger!

I just read this blog article and man did it step all over my grammatically correct toes. The entire content essentially says that judging a person for their incorrect grammar usage (which, in this ever developing e-world we live in where much of our communication is done in writing - facebook, text, twitter, email, IM, etc. - I almost involuntarily judge all the time) is antiquated and an unnecessary hang up.

She says this:

"So a lot of grammar does not clarify meaning, it just serves to show you are good at grammar."

Ouch. Do I really just cling so desperately to my knowledge of grammar out of sheer snobbery? Am I just secretly delighted that I generally use fairly decent grammar, and get irritated that others can't be bothered to know the differences between your and you're or their, there and they're, because come on, how could you not know?

An excerpt...

"What good grammar reveals is what sort of education you had. The more conventional and well-funded your education was, the better your grammar will be. And this is largely how people use grammar—to make snobbish judgments...It’s snobbish because it’s a set of rules that are not actually that useful. Yes, there are some grammar rules that, should you violate them, completely change the meaning of your sentence. However these situations are so rare that they are actually interesting, and even created a bestselling book: Eats, Shoots & Leaves...

Most grammar rules don’t matter, though. That is, if you get them wrong, the reader still can find the meaning. For example, few people know when to use effect and when to use affect. But it doesn’t matter because the first is a noun and the second is a verb so the likelihood you'll mistake the meaning of a sentence because of a grammar error in this case is extremely low...People get hired and fired for getting along with people. Not for knowing when to use lay and when to use lie."

Okay, I get it! I'm a judgmental jerk!! I'll try to stop being a Judgy Judgerson.

p.s. I'm sorry if grammar is a boring subject about which to write, but I'm trying to blog more and Mrs. M tells me that I just have to write something. Anything. Every day. So here it is.

Grammar.

unashamed

I was in the car the other day when Metallica's "Unforgiven" came on the radio. Let's just say I didn't change the station.

happiness

I'm not sure about the intent of this comic, but it struck me as really moving for some reason. Recent family events might be what are prompting me to delving deeper into the philosophical realms of this comic, but I couldn't help but be affected by it.

On one hand, it might be just implying (COMICally) something to the effect of, "Oh happiness is just another checked off box on the scavenger hunt of life?" I don't know.

On the other hand, it made me think of, from the poor cute elderly wife lady's perspective, just how fleeting love/happiness can be in the grand scheme of things. One day it's here, the next it's not. One day a person you care about is here, the next day they aren't. I literally almost started tearing up when I was reading it! Blarg! But it does make me want to go home and hug Kevin for a while.

I have definitely been feeling more emotional the past week or so, so pardon my ridiculous "insight" into this silly comic. I don't really even know why I'm posting this.

FIN.