The following pertains primarily to a certain Karin. If your name is not Karin, feel free to keep reading. Just understand that you won’t be getting the next two minutes of your life back.
First, thanks for increasing the blogging output recently. Your recent post, “yellow #2,” felt like a throwback to the short, pithy posts your blog formerly featured with regularity. I really miss those.
Of course, nostalgia for the glory days was quickly quashed by two notable blights on your blog: first, the shameless plug for your Twitter account; and second, the title of your blog. Regarding Twitter, I give up. However, did you really rename your blog with a lame title, hoping we’d focus on your (barely discernibly different) blog template?
No more special mention in my link list for you! Also, as I’m still listed in your link list as the guy who once deleted you and you’re still holding a grudge – despite my having rectified the situation well over a year ago – you’ll have to work your way back into my blogging good graces.
Somehow, I fear a knell has sounded for Karin’s blog. I never heard the knell, mind you. A little birdie told me.
UPDATE: Thanks, Karin, for your personal reply.
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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Refudiation
My friend, Karin, wrote a summary of this evening’s prime time speech. You can read her summary by clicking here. I feel a need to refudiate her summary, although her summary was funny and not very political. That makes my job harder. She probably offended Walt Disney – but he missed the speech, and now he’s dead. Way to play it safe, Karin!
Now all I want is to drive the Disney tram cross-country in search of smoked salmon.
Also, I was out eating chicken wings with the guys, and somehow none of the ubiquitous televisions were carrying the speech.
Now all I want is to drive the Disney tram cross-country in search of smoked salmon.
Also, I was out eating chicken wings with the guys, and somehow none of the ubiquitous televisions were carrying the speech.
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
On Holding a Grudge
Dear Karin,
Sigh. Seems like we’ve been through this sort of thing before. I’ve written you open letters before, as well. I noticed that in your revamped blog, your link to my site bemoans the time when I deleted your blog; it reads, “one time he deleted me and i still hold a grudge.” I presume you’re referring to my deleting a link from my site to yours. I would like to point out two things here.
First, I noticed your revamped blog. You should be flattered.
Second, I spent a few minutes trying to remember when I deleted your blog. I couldn’t remember when that was. Then I remembered why I couldn’t remember: It was because it never happened. While it’s true that I relocated the link to your blog, such that you had difficulty finding it, it simply isn’t true that I deleted it. So there.
The thing I love about this little faux feud is that it lends itself to a modern-day parable. See, when we hold grudges, we distort the truth. Moreover, we allow yesterday’s offenses to dampen our today.
Perhaps I should also point out that I’ve included one and a half links to your blog in the space above. See, if I have cheated anyone out of anything, I will give back at least one and a half times the amount.
Oh, and thanks for faithfully maintaining a link to my site on yours. You’re the best.
Cheerfully,
The Begrudged
PS – Thanks for your prompt and thoughtful response.
Sigh. Seems like we’ve been through this sort of thing before. I’ve written you open letters before, as well. I noticed that in your revamped blog, your link to my site bemoans the time when I deleted your blog; it reads, “one time he deleted me and i still hold a grudge.” I presume you’re referring to my deleting a link from my site to yours. I would like to point out two things here.
First, I noticed your revamped blog. You should be flattered.
Second, I spent a few minutes trying to remember when I deleted your blog. I couldn’t remember when that was. Then I remembered why I couldn’t remember: It was because it never happened. While it’s true that I relocated the link to your blog, such that you had difficulty finding it, it simply isn’t true that I deleted it. So there.
The thing I love about this little faux feud is that it lends itself to a modern-day parable. See, when we hold grudges, we distort the truth. Moreover, we allow yesterday’s offenses to dampen our today.
Perhaps I should also point out that I’ve included one and a half links to your blog in the space above. See, if I have cheated anyone out of anything, I will give back at least one and a half times the amount.
Oh, and thanks for faithfully maintaining a link to my site on yours. You’re the best.
Cheerfully,
The Begrudged
PS – Thanks for your prompt and thoughtful response.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Effusion of Thanks
She’s apparently off dancing with new Turkish acquaintances and waking up to this every morning, so it may be awhile before she reads my effusion of thanks. Nevertheless, after she created yet another special post on her blog for me, I figured I should publicly thank her.
<effusion> Thanks, Karin. </effusion>
And just so the rest of you know, she’ll be heading back to this general area in the next little while, just to have a special picture taken with this guy. And we’re all very much looking forward to that.
Also, I am thankful for fall colors and the ability to share them. Enjoy!
<effusion> Thanks, Karin. </effusion>
And just so the rest of you know, she’ll be heading back to this general area in the next little while, just to have a special picture taken with this guy. And we’re all very much looking forward to that.
Also, I am thankful for fall colors and the ability to share them. Enjoy!
Friday, January 04, 2008
Why Punctuation Matters
Dear Karin,
I’ve been wondering about your “grammar” comment. I’m hoping you’ll explain it.
In the meantime, I wanted to point out that the title of your recent post actually needs a comma – that is, if it’s to mean what I assume you intended it to mean. You wrote “Move over Hillary.” As it is currently written, it means to move in such a manner as to position yourself (“you” is the implied subject of an imperative sentence) so that “you” are over Hillary. I don’t think you meant for anyone in your readership to position themselves over Hillary.
It should read, “Move over, Hillary.” This could be rearranged to say, “Hillary, move over.”
In either case the sentence is imperative. It is a command.
The difference is that without a comma, as you wrote it, the implied “you” is the subject. “You” are being told to do the moving. “Hillary” is then the object of a prepositional phrase, in which “over” is the preposition. The prepositional phrase “over Hillary” functions as an adverb, telling “you” where “you” should move.
In the corrected version, “Hillary” is the subject and the one being told to do the moving. The word “over” is an adverb, telling Hillary where she should move.
One comma makes a huge difference.
Sincerely,
The Defensive Grammarian
I’ve been wondering about your “grammar” comment. I’m hoping you’ll explain it.
In the meantime, I wanted to point out that the title of your recent post actually needs a comma – that is, if it’s to mean what I assume you intended it to mean. You wrote “Move over Hillary.” As it is currently written, it means to move in such a manner as to position yourself (“you” is the implied subject of an imperative sentence) so that “you” are over Hillary. I don’t think you meant for anyone in your readership to position themselves over Hillary.
It should read, “Move over, Hillary.” This could be rearranged to say, “Hillary, move over.”
In either case the sentence is imperative. It is a command.
The difference is that without a comma, as you wrote it, the implied “you” is the subject. “You” are being told to do the moving. “Hillary” is then the object of a prepositional phrase, in which “over” is the preposition. The prepositional phrase “over Hillary” functions as an adverb, telling “you” where “you” should move.
In the corrected version, “Hillary” is the subject and the one being told to do the moving. The word “over” is an adverb, telling Hillary where she should move.
One comma makes a huge difference.
Sincerely,
The Defensive Grammarian
Friday, April 06, 2007
Good Friday, Bad Idea
A college buddy of mine graduated with a degree in journalism and loves sports. He used to blog regularly about sports. Then he got married and stopped blogging.
He did not, however, stop loving sports. This year I agreed to join his fantasy baseball league. What this essentially means is that a dozen of us choose players from Major League Baseball teams, and these players’ individual statistics get compiled as statistics for our fictitious baseball teams. The whole process is computerized and updated in real time, so that I can see how my fantasy team is doing, even as real Major League Baseball games are in progress.
I wonder what would happen if we applied this concept to blogging. Somewhere in cyberspace, people could choose to follow the blogs of complete strangers and receive points for other people’s blogs.
Possible statistical categories for blogging include: number of posts, comments, links and hits. I suppose “hits” is one statistical category these two fantasy leagues would have in common.
So that’s my bad idea for Good Friday. On the upside, check out the Good Friday cartoon I discovered on my friend’s blog.
He did not, however, stop loving sports. This year I agreed to join his fantasy baseball league. What this essentially means is that a dozen of us choose players from Major League Baseball teams, and these players’ individual statistics get compiled as statistics for our fictitious baseball teams. The whole process is computerized and updated in real time, so that I can see how my fantasy team is doing, even as real Major League Baseball games are in progress.
I wonder what would happen if we applied this concept to blogging. Somewhere in cyberspace, people could choose to follow the blogs of complete strangers and receive points for other people’s blogs.
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Possible statistical categories for blogging include: number of posts, comments, links and hits. I suppose “hits” is one statistical category these two fantasy leagues would have in common.
So that’s my bad idea for Good Friday. On the upside, check out the Good Friday cartoon I discovered on my friend’s blog.
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