I *heart* proper punctuation

Punctuation properly used allows one to aptly and correctly navigate a piece of writing. Remove the punctuation, and the reader's mind goes careening into any number of possible directions. Proper punctuation serves as the road signage---slow down here, stop here, keep going, here's the KFC. Add the proper capitalization and spacing---and you have some beautiful writing. Or...at least, writing with more potential for beauty.

Let me show you:

i hate it when sentences just get mashed together and you dont know where they start or stop or anything ya know and you as the reader have to figure out what the heck the writer was trying to say and the person obviously forgot anything he or she ever learned in school or something doesnt it drive you crazy

I find a lot of this type of thing on the Internet. And goshdarnit, it makes my head hurt.

Here's the same paragraph corrected (and edited a bit):

I hate it when sentences just get mashed together. You don't know where they start or stop. Ya know? You have to figure out what the heck the writer was trying to say. And the person obviously forgot anything he or she ever learned in school...or something. Doesn't it drive you crazy?

Meh

That's the feeling today. Meh.

*shrugs shoulders* Let's say it again.

Meh.



Wesson agrees.

My Life Word

This is my life word:



Thank you to Pink Kitty for the plaque: last year's birthday gift, from a lovely gift shop in Charleston, SC.

We press on

Five years after 9/11, the United States is still pressing on. The world has certainly changed, but how significant was 9/11 as a part of that change? Weren't we already on this trajectory? Could such a horrific event have tilted us in slightly a different direction? What did that day really mean for us?

Assessing 9/11's true import is a task that will fall on the shoulders of our grandchildren...or perhaps those of even later generations.

We press on.* But do we press on for the better? What is "the better"?



* Please read the lyrics to "Press On" from the Selah album of the same name. Link found in the blog post title. When you get to the page, scroll down till you find the song.

Wow... 2+ months silent...

Dearie me... I have sorely neglected this blog. How unfortunate.... er...stupid...er....*insert appropriate adjective here.*

Ya know...lately, I've drafted so many bulletin board posts elsewhere...and then deleted them, realizing, I just don't have a dog in this hunt. It's not up to me to correct everyone's erroneous thinking. Especially not, when so much erroneous thinking needs to be corrected in me.

Other than that, I have very little of cogency or urgency to share. While the rest of the world seems to finally be catching on to the blogging craze, the bug to blog seems to have run its course in me. And the world says, Do we care? And I say, Do I care if you care? Meh.

To blog or not to blog.... to be pondered. Will post results of such musings...when results occur.

Till then... may your chai be rich and hot, your hot chocolate be nice and creamy, your coffee be robust, and your hot tea be perfectly perky!


Out of 5 paws... Wesson gives this post a 2.