If I hear one more person say “focus like a laser beam,” I’m going to scream. So far I’ve managed not to (scream, that is), but this particular phrase has already been overused enough to be driving me crazy … er, crazier. It makes me cringe. I think Pres. Obama originated it, or at least … Continue reading Today’s grammar rant
This morning a friend sent me a link to a site called “I Write Like.” It has an “analyzer” that looks at a few paragraphs of your writing and spits out the name of an author with the same writing style. Fun, but likely not very scientific. I don’t have a nice long novel in … Continue reading Decidedly pied
Okay, I’m running out of exclamations here. CNN’s Jack Cafferty just read one of my comments on the air — again! In fact, this time he closed his segment with it! This was the third time in the last two months or so that he’s read one of my comments on national TV. International, actually, … Continue reading He likes me! He really likes me! (Cafferty, that is)
The woods are made for the hunters of dreams, The brooks for the fishers of song; To the hunters who hunt for the gunless game The streams and the woods belong. — from “The Bloodless Sportsman” by Sam Walter Foss Continue reading My kind of hunting
I prattle. I ramble. I babble on … and on … and on. I know I do. And I apologize for doing it here just because I can. You can’t imagine the number of posts that never got posted, just because some inner voice screamed, “Enough, you stupid old woman! You’re doing it again.” I … Continue reading Babble on
I’ve been quite outspoken in my criticism of television journalists, and it has finally occurred to me that instead of launching barbs at specific individuals or outlets, I should attempt to spell out the unwritten rules my targets are violating. My judgments are grounded in an aging (1965) BA in Journalism, followed by a lot … Continue reading When journalism was serious
