A few weeks ago at work, I was greatly anticipating our lunch for Friday. Here’s the menu that was posted in our mail room: As you can see, we weren’t having Fish Tacos. We were having Fish Taco’s… what? Was it Fish Taco’s cousin? Fish Taco’s twin? It didn’t say! It could have been the remaining… Read More On good grammar, showing respect, and a Fish Taco’s moment to shine
My quest for poetry has led me to some interesting resources. One of them being a podcast from The New Yorker, where real, live poets read the works of other poets. Live! Care for a listen? Click here. It’s a nice thing to have on while cooking dinner, let me tell you. Sort of like having… Read More The Joy of Editing. Wait… What?