So this morning the Human stopped at the Starbucks in the Diamond Heights Safeway on her way to work. While waiting for her latte, she found herself perusing this sign, which reads: Please do not pour the coffee into the suger continer, thank you for the coorporation. coopration cooperation. Now, kudos to the author for doggedly pursuing the correct spelling of that tough word, cooperation. However, the effort involved was sadly undermined by the wrongly-spelled suger and continer, and the run-on sentence (specifically a comma splice, in which a comma serves as an ineffectual substitute for a period or semicolon). All in all, there were four errors in a sign containing 15 words, for a grade of 73%. She will grant a 7% bump for correcting cooperation, bringing the total to 80%, but deduct 2% for not recopying the sign, and another 2% for the capricious use of random capital letters (e.g., Do), bringing the final grade to 76%, a C. But in her heart, that 76% really represents an F because, truly, the allowable number of mistakes in a 15-word sign is none.
requires such deep thought I don't have the meows to even explain it. Food is the best thing in the universe. Or maybe a nap is. Or brushies. Or maybe my Human is. Maybe I need some sleep --as I can feel my thoughts slipping toward delusional.
OMC, Kitties! It's 11:44 p.m. and I can't miss another Sunday! Misty May will worry I don't love her anymore. I think I'll make it! Uh-oh: 13 minutes! Hope all the Daddio's--feline and Human--had a great day!
She's back. Finally. For weeks and weeks days and days, it's been wedding-this and wedding-that, and at long last all the events are over, the deed is done and the niece is a married lady and off cavorting with The Husband in Montreal. All of this was of no concern to me, but it is good to have the Human at my beck and call again. Really, I never think it is acceptable for her attention to be elsewhere. Amirite?