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This entry was posted on Wednesday, January 31st, 2018 at 3:19 pm and is filed under simple pleasures. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society.
—Mark Twain
The biggest joke on mankind is that computers now ask humans to prove they aren’t robots.
Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
Reblogged this on A Blog About Healing From PTSD and commented:
Does the fact that I compulsively edit the blogs, comments, and books I read, make me a Grammar Cop? At least I don’t edit the phone texts people send me. Much. 😏
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I am guilty of grammar policing, at least in my head. I refrain from indicating the grammatical flaws of others’ writing to them, unless I’m peer-editing. At that point, you asked for it.
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Same here, I do it in my head. Sometimes I drive myself a bit batty doing that!
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Sometimes my internal editing manifests itself in outward displays of exasperation, which my sister, often nearby, witnesses and lets pass without comment. (She knows me too well.)
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When I was in college, I was proofreader for the school newspaper and also had a part-time job as a professor’s assistant. The latter involved reading through all of my boss’s freshman students’ essays and correcting their grammar, spelling, and punctuation. (You can imagine how many red pens I went through in the process.) That was forty-plus years ago, but I still do it (mentally) to almost everything I read.
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I do that, too. 🙂 (Writing major)
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I do it as a writing enthusiast and English language/literature nerd, which I think is similar enough. Tee-hee.
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Here’s your badge:

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I love it! I shall wear it with pride.
By the way, I never have to mentally correct your grammar, Bluebird. Your writing is impeccable.
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You mean those three and a half years I spent earning my BA in English weren’t a waste of time after all? 🙂
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I’ve said it before: you aren’t a bitter bluebird, you are a brilliant bluebird. But too modest to say so.
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Well, aren’t you sweet! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️Some of my other blogging buddies might not agree with you, however. One in particular used to alternate between calling me the bluebird of bossiness and the bluebird of bitchiness — intended affectionately, of course. At least I think it was intended affectionately…
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Its hard for me to write english good
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Find yourself an unemployed English major (there are loads of them) and hire him/her to proofread for you. 🙂
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I am sure you found all my mistakes in my comment 🙂 Actually, English is my second language. I have often looked back over my stuff (after putting it out there), and have felt so foolish for all the mistakes I have made. Yesterday, I finally asked a friend to proofread for me. Funny, you should mention proofreading.
I appreciate your writing! I think for someone to be funny, they have to be intelligent … You are VERY funny!
🙂
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Awww, thanks, Heidi. ❤️
I admire your courage, blogging in a language that is not your first. I dabbled in several different languages during my school days, but never became fluent enough in any of them to write — let alone publish! — anything in them. I envy people who are truly bilingual/ multilingual. I should have concentrated on mastering just one foreign language, instead of dabbling in so many.
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog.
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😀 😀 😀
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These are so funny I’m onomatopoeian my pants!
Thanks.
I’m loosing my mind…
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Reblogged this on blogging807.
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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