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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Saturday, May 10, 2008

In honor of Mother's Day: Spell Checking

In honor of Mother's Day, this clip is for the former English teacher and proof-reader of many of Auntie Nettie's papers, good o' Mom. In the days before word processors and Word-esque programs, my spell checking devices were Mom and the dictionary. While built-in spell checkers do help, this poem* is the perfect example of why not to trust the software.

(Maybe instead of flowers I should have gotten Mom a bouquet of red PENS.)

The the impotence of proofreading
By Taylor Mali
http://www.taylormali.com/


The full text of the poem can be found on youtube.com or Taylor's site.

*Oh, and Mom ... sorry about the PG-13 rated words/connotations.
Remember, they are because of "misspellings."
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