How you know when you need a vacation:
When finding dangling participles, redundancies (this week's harvest: "a minor under 18," "baby fawn" and my favorite, "violent stabbing"), subject-verb disagreements and such while proofreading reporters' copy, you find yourself eliminating the offending words and clauses while shouting, in tones reminiscent of a maniacal supervillain, or a professional wrestler: "DIE! DIE! DIIIIIEEEEEE!!!!!"
Well, at any rate, that's how I know when I need a vacation.
Fortunately, a five-day weekend looms at the end of next week.
(Seems I haven't posted for more than a week. My blogging patterns seem to involve a spate of five or eight posts in rapid succession, then fallowness for days at a time. Very busy, but not with anything that's worth writing about. Kind of like this post.)
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Sounds & Images: "Bob's Weird" (Darren Zieger)
When finding dangling participles, redundancies (this week's harvest: "a minor under 18," "baby fawn" and my favorite, "violent stabbing"), subject-verb disagreements and such while proofreading reporters' copy, you find yourself eliminating the offending words and clauses while shouting, in tones reminiscent of a maniacal supervillain, or a professional wrestler: "DIE! DIE! DIIIIIEEEEEE!!!!!"
Well, at any rate, that's how I know when I need a vacation.
Fortunately, a five-day weekend looms at the end of next week.
(Seems I haven't posted for more than a week. My blogging patterns seem to involve a spate of five or eight posts in rapid succession, then fallowness for days at a time. Very busy, but not with anything that's worth writing about. Kind of like this post.)
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Sounds & Images: "Bob's Weird" (Darren Zieger)