OK, if you read this blog (and you wouldn't be reading it if you weren't reading it now....) you need to know that the time the blog says I wrote something is three hours earlier than I really did.
I thought it was off, but I just posted a blog at 8:16 pm and the time on the blog said 5:16 pm.
Although I'm normally unstuck in linear time, it seems to me the blog page should at least be able to get the time right. How am I to know whether other things are wrong? Any misspelling is the fault of the blog, as well as violations of William Strunk Jr.'s and E.B. White's The Elements of Style, which I actually possess a copy of. (Oops, ending a sentence with a preposition! Blog-Spot did that!)
I don't often look at it, because I practically memorized it, being an English Major and all that. And I'd just assumed it was the copy from my university years. But I picked it up and discovered it is the Property of the Town of Cheshire. The last name on the checkout list is my very own son, Josh Bradley, written in a script that is his alone and can neither be imitated or understood unless you happen to be his father.
So Josh stole The Elements of Style from Cheshire High School. Well, if you're going to turn to a life of crime, what's better, shooting someone, selling drugs or stealing a book to improve your writing style?
God bless him. Because of his theft I have a copy of the book that was my constant companion for 4 years during the late 60's as I wrote essays on Shakespeare's plays, Thomas Wolfe's novels and the poetry of almost everyone. That's my boy....
It's now 8:29 p.m. but you'll be told, inaccurately, that I posted this at 5:29 pm.
Just remember that.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Blog Archive
-
▼
2013
(262)
-
▼
March
(35)
- Good Friday
- Maundy Thursday...ok, I'm excited now....
- It's holy week, I should be excited...
- creature sleep
- I'm almost ready to take my taxes to the tax lady
- marriage equality
- pimento cheese
- Everrit Street Redux
- Petie
- it's not over, not by half....
- Pneumonia Winter...
- I'm glad I remembered, even though late....
- anniversary
- Rape is a bad thing...period. Full Stop.
- Holy Week Meditations 2
- Holy Week Meditations
- Fish sandwiches
- No joy in Mudville
- a cold day
- New Popes and other irrelevant stuff
- mailbox baseball and other musings
- Winter's Sunset
- my hair
- Daylight savings time
- untitled post
- What I had in my pocket
- OK, I blew it...
- dashing through the snow
- Missing poem found....
- She never ceases to surprise me....
- 3 hours is a bit of time
- Earlier this afternoon
- Math magic
- Somewhere I mentioned a poem...
- Movies and other stuff
-
▼
March
(35)
About Me
- Under The Castor Oil Tree
- some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.
No comments:
Post a Comment