Feeling pleased with myself for first discovering how to create a useful survey in Microsoft Office Sharepoint 2003, then created one, I finally sent a link out to some colleagues asking for feedback on the survey content.
Colleague: Do you want feedback on all the typing, spelling, grammar and spacing errors?
The words ‘wind’ and ’sails’, (or sales), with a liberal dose of ‘removed’ colons; semi-colons, commas and apostrophes galloped around my mind as I wondered whether ‘discrete personal editorial coaches’ is a job description gaining momentum in the service industry …
In October my facebook friends no longer described me as predominantly arrogant and mouthy, Hoorah!
They have found that my frequent unveiling of yellow wonky teeth is my main virtue. Needless to say, I don’t count any US Dentists amongst my friends.
Obviously I could survive on a desert island without panicking about the lack of a dental floss and could focus on the more fun stuff like some serious splashing in the sea, exploring, then bedtime with a drop of fermented coconut milk and lashings of ‘goodnight John-Boy’, ‘goodnight Mary-Ellen’ Waltonesque politeness.
The total omission of the category ‘worst speller’ is because the Facebook applet does not compare people on this dimension. Otherwise I’m sure creative speller would be up there amongst my top virtues. While I’m considering this I’ll have half a dozen a cups of tea because I surely can drink a lot of tea, as indeed my friends conscientiously observe.
Then in November my wonky teeth got knocked off the top slot by my outstanding manners with new entries replacing adventurous and best companion on a desert island with loyal and dateable. In the light of my repatriation this all makes good sense because while the UK is an island, it is not a desert, and returning to the UK can be viewed more as native loyalty than adventerousness. Dateable? Hmmmm…. this is questionable on the grounds that no-one has actually managed to achieve a ‘date’ in 2007.
Goodness knows where the manners came from, probably mumzie.
A person called Yusuf wants to buy my unnecessary stuff. Yusuf has also offered me a highly paid job and to print my craigslist advertisements. I just need to give him my banking details first. Gosh! I’m so lucky to be offered all these things, thanks Yusuf.
Christmas day 1999
After christmas I found this note from my 6yr old niece tucked in the cover of a book I’d been reading. It now marks a poem drawing parallels between life and staying on a hospital ward where we do not make our beds but we do lie in them by Roger McGough in his book “The way things are”.
The note cleverly demonstrates that the word hasea hoase house, unlike home, is terribly tricky to spell. Probably because there are three of those infamously tricky vowels conglomerating in ‘house’.
Hoorah, even people with typing-challenges, such as myself, can easily find my blog using Google search. Google also seems to know in advance that I might be interested in a handyhome!
Arsenic and broomsticks.
This post might be deep and meaningful. It might not be. This post maybe “PMT treatment #2″ mascerading as miss-spelt, miss-placed, confusionisim… … a desperateness and peacefulness meeting in a moment, shared..
and maybe knot
we blog = a pronouciation of web log that emphasizes the community (we) nature of blogging over the technology infrastructure (web)
