24 September 2010

Let the Holidays Begin

Happy National Punctuation Day!

Do you remember Victor Borge who did a skit about punctuation marks and how they would sound if said aloud? Well, he was on the Dean Martin Show back in the day, and the two of them adapted the routine to be a two-person bit. I think I had tears streaming down my eyes because it was so funny.

Enjoy!


And here's one of my favorite grammar vandalism stories of the year, in which a disgruntled customer decided to take snarkiness to a new level:
http://www.dailycamera.com/boulder-county-news/ci_15622794?source=rss

Also, here are a couple of pics of how I celebrated National Punctuation Day two years ago, when I worked at Travel Connection:



22 September 2010

A Quest Fulfilled

I am a coffee snob. More accurately, a coffee shop snob.

I was not aware of this fact until I moved away from the Northwest, and it took me over a month to find a good coffee shop in my new town.

The ingredients for a good coffee shop:

  • The aroma of coffee gently wafting around you as you walk in (coffee must not be burnt or so faint that you have to sniff for it)
  • The kind of menu that you can read and improvise on (the more chalkboards and Sharpeed-out words the better)
  • Comfy chairs - at least four
  • Outlets, and plenty of them
  • Local art on the walls (doesn't matter if it's good art)
  • Baristas who don't wear uniforms, and who actually keep up with you when you order drinks not on the menu
  • Free wifi
  • Good coffee
Not so hard to find, right? Wrong. The best coffee I'd found in Rochester until today was at the drive-through coffee shop that my sister works out. Good coffee, but not a good place to take my laptop and hang out with free wifi.

Today - today, at last - I found a coffee shop that effortlessly blends all these ingredients to create a coffee shop that would make the Northwest...well, if not proud, at least comfortable. Now I can relax. Now, with a cup of autumn splendor in my hand, free wifi at my fingertips, and the swirl of coffee conversations mixing up the perfect atmosphere, I am home.

19 September 2010

Favorite Word o' the Day: #1

Autodidact: 
–noun
a person who has learned a subject without the benefit of ateacher or formal education; a self-taught person.

13 September 2010

Minnesota Likes and Dislikes

I've been here a month and a day, so I thought I'd share my lists of things I like and don't like about life in Minnesota so far.

Don't like: the parking lots. They never have enough in/out places, and I wind up driving around and around (either outside the parking lot trying to get in, or inside the parking lot trying to get out).
Do like: the speed limits. Highways are 60-65, and even residential areas are 30.

Don't like: the scarcity of good coffee. I didn't realize how much of a coffee snob I was until I moved away from the Pacific Northwest.
Do like: the abundance of super shopping. In Rochester, a town of about 100,000 people, we have two Super Targets, two Super Wal*Marts, and a mall. Plus, the Mall of America is only 90 minutes away.

Don't like: the early closing hours. Would you believe Super Target closes at 10:00 p.m.? Ridiculous.
Do like: the elbow room. It's not as crowded here, even though there are three times as many people as in Newberg. And Minneapolis has mostly two-way streets downtown because - gasp - there's room for them.

Don't like: how it was summer one day and fall the next. Where's my transition?
Do like: the thunderstorms. I've never seen so much lightning in my life, as I've seen here in one month.

Don't like: living in the middle of the continent. How am I supposed to know which way is West without the ocean nearby?
Do like: living in the Central Time Zone. No one on the continent is more than two hours away from me. (This one has its cons, though, since all my friends except a couple live outside the Central Time Zone, and it's hard to keep track.)

I have mixed feelings about:
* the accent. It's like a Canadian accent on steroids (to quote my sister).
* the location of the city I live in; there's a lot of stuff here, but you have to go a long way to get anything that's not.
* the whole dressing-up-for-work culture. I kind of liked the dressing-down atmosphere of Portland. Even at my "business casual" jobs, we could usually take our shoes off.

The hardest thing about moving to a new state: not knowing ANYthing. Like who the gubernatorial candidates are (or even when the election is), where to get the best cup of coffee, how far away things are, when to put the trash on the curb, and which street my house is on.

The most fun thing about moving to a new state: not knowing ANYthing. ;-)

07 September 2010

In Defense of "Like"

Many are the times I’ve heard an older person descry young people’s (over)use of the word “like.” I am here today to defend its usage in language, in everyday speech, and – yes – in the vocabulary of young people.
Like is such a versatile word. Up there with the word “okay,” which I know old people use frequently. Here are some of the many ways it is used:

·         CONJUNCTION: To replace “as if” or “as though.” As an editor, I defend this usage because it cuts the needed words by 50%.
Example: “He asked me to do the solo – like I know how to sing or something.”

·         ADJECTIVE: To substitute for “approximately” or the suffix “-ish.” As an English-speaker, I defend this usage because it is much easier to say than “approximately” and less tacked-on than “-ish.”
Example: “The solo is like five hours long.”
            “I thought it was 230 minutes.”
            “Something like that.”

·         PUNCTUATION: To indicate quoted speech coming up (in verbal communication only). I defend this usage because it means that we don’t have to say “comma, opening quotation marks” and then “closing quotation marks” when we’re quoting someone in speech.
Example: “I was like what, me? And he was like yeah, I think you have a nice voice. Then I was like thanks I guess.”

·         VERB: It provides an alternative to the word “love.” As a writer, I defend this usage because the word “love” is overused and undervalued.
Example: “I liked the solo, but I didn’t love it; it wasn’t as good as last year’s.”

·         INTERJECTION: It replaces the word “um.” As a former student of speech class, I defend this usage because “um” gets really annoying.
Example: “What did you think of, like, the choir robes?”
“Honestly, like, color was okay, but the style was kind of early-90s.”

·         PRONOUN(?): To hedge around things that you might not exactly know, or at least don’t want to take responsibility for. As a talkative person, I defend this usage because it means I don’t have to think for a long time before I say some things.
Example: “There was like a red choir robe and a black choir robe I could choose from.” (NOTE: This could mean that the choir robes were pink and dark green; but use of the word “like” gives the speaker wiggle-room.)

And if you’re really short on vocabulary, you can always use them all at the same time: “When he was like, I liked it, I was like stunned or something. I mean, like, the singer did an awesome job – not like last year when it was like soooooo boring, I like fell asleep. Anyway, it’s not like he even knows what he’s talking about.”

05 September 2010

Bad Blue Beta

Last Sunday, I went to the pet store to buy a fish (since my fishbowl was looking rather lonely, and it was starting to collect random crap from my room). 

I got to PetSmart and found out that my only choice for a non-filtered, non-heated fishbowl was a beta. I'm not a huge fan of betas since they are pretty typical. I mean, someone says they have a fish, and you're like, "what kind?" and they're always like "goldfish" or "beta." But some of the betas at the fish store were blue, which intrigued me since I'd never seen blue ones. And the lady there said it was okay to put a male and female together in the same bowl. 

So I got a male and female (both blue) and named them Percy and Mary Shelley, hoping they'd fall in love and make babies...or at least not kill each other.


Well, they've been pretty lazy and non-interested in each other. Until today. 

When I changed their water this morning, it looked like they were playing together nicely, and I had high hopes for my little fishy romance. This evening, my mom looked at them and said, "I think he's eating her." 

Sure enough, Mary's fin was chewed on, and some scales were missing from both sides of her face. So I had to move her to one of my mom's glass mixing bowls, and she seems much happier. 

I feel kinda bad that Percy and Mary's marriage ended so badly; but I did my part in stopping domestic beta violence today, and I feel good about that.

But now I have to get Mary Shelley her own fish bowl so my mom can have her mixing bowl back. Pet ownership is SUCH a big responsibility.

I'm famous!

I took the picture featured in a post on the SPOGG blog. (SPOGG = Society for the Promotion of Good Grammar.)

On an unrelated note: National Punctuation Day is September 24. How are you planning to celebrate?

01 September 2010

Our New House

So now that the house is pretty much put together, I thought I'd share some photos. :-)

But before we get to pics of the house, I wanted to show you these. We moved over 2000 books, not including my 350-ish.


Okay, now to the house.

We have a red door! It makes me happy.

We also have three floors. Here is the basement, with my room...



...my bathroom...
...and my dad's study.

I call this his "smart wall" because it makes him seem smart and scholarly.

Here is the main floor, with the furniture-less living room...

...the dining room...

...kitchen...

...family room...

...and guest bathroom.

And here is the top floor, with the master bathroom (note the earring holder I designed for my mom)...

...the master bedroom (my parents found their dream four-poster bed on craigslist last week)...

...my sister's room (which she's planning to redecorate as soon as she can afford it)...

...and the boys' room.

We also have a nice big, shady backyard; but I don't have any good pics of it.

So far, I'm still looking for a job; but I have a few applications out, and I hope it won't be long before I land in that perfect job with great co-workers, perfect hours, and pleasant customers. (Okay, so I'm dreaming a bit.)