Sara Ryan

…but what I really want to do right now is point you all toward the Eggcorn Database.
My favorite so far: mindgrain.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the value of revealing ignorance in conversation. My default, self-protective stance is to nod, smile, resolve to look it up later.  But that cuts me off from the chance to find out more about a subject directly from the person who brought it up. I’m trying to convince [...]

I couldn’t believe this when I saw it, so naturally I had to document.

you can power through. Snap out of it. Stop being shipwrecked, hijacked, floored.
You’ve got so much to do.

A man, holding a bar of chocolate and a card like he thinks they might explode, steps up to the cash register at the Hallmark store. The salesclerk says: “Now, we have some pre-made gift bags, so you can take one of ours, or you can choose your own and we’ll make it up for [...]

A little over a year ago, I bought a pair of boots. (And blogged about it.)
I bought them on super sale for an Occasion and I wore them to the Occasion. They’re kind of insane, these boots. Bronze metallic, knee-high, higher heels than I usually wear.
Anyway, yesterday I was going to take some things to [...]

The degree of stupid that I feel when I’ve run across something that would be REALLY USEFUL AND INTERESTING if only I wasn’t a dumbass American with inadequate language skills and could actually READ THE LANGUAGE IT WAS WRITTEN IN…well, let us just say that it is a very high degree indeed. Sigh.

So you’re blithely going through your daily online reads, and suddenly, a post hits as though it fluttered down from the sky in a priority mail envelope addressed to you.
Never mind that the post’s author had no notion you’d respond this way. Regardless, the messages resonate: Knock it off. Get it together. Figure it out.  [...]

Via Dylan (in that a printout of this particular cartoon was on her desk at the studio): Angry Nostalgia.
Thank you, Robert Sergel.

Our last day here in the Undisclosed Location, we go to a coffeehouse and overhear a conversation between the owner and a gentleman who turns out to be directing a production of South Pacific. Though of course I would not make any assumptions or ascribe to any stereotypes based solely on involvement in theater, the [...]