Breathing and Other Small Pleasures

Wow, what a cool Saturday this has been. And I mean that literally -- overcast, low 70s, low humidity. My windows are open for the first time in I don't know how long and I've spent the day reveling in cool -- not refrigerated -- fresh air. I spent the morning going over (and red-lining) my manuscript, the one I know I'm going to get a green light on sooner or later. I want it to be the absolute best it can be; nothing else will do. The afternoon I spent laid up with a cold Dr Pepper and a small cache of junk food, reading a thriller, just enjoying the cool, fragrant breeze wafting through the windows.

It's almost too bad that there are so many hot-air pockets stashed hither and yon in cyberspace. I say "almost" because it's so superfluous and superficial that it's barely noteworthy. The usual suspects continue to beat their breasts, toot their own horns, pretend to know more than they do, and just generally bray their usual self-important nonsense. Not that it really matters. In the long-run, who cares? People in the know, the ones not wearing blinders, know what's what. If all the silly preening and posturing makes them feel better, well, then, bless their hearts (and their pointed little heads).

It seemed almost a shame to make the Word Patrol work on such a gorgeous day, but work they did. It's a good thing, too, because they were successful in ridding the streets of these misdemeanor malapropisms. We can all sleep more safely in our beds tonight. Praise the Lord and pass out the dictionaries.


psychodelic -- A mental patient who's decided to turn on, tune in, and drop out.

cemetaries -- People who linger too long in graveyards.

they were mislead -- This might possibly be an archaic term referring to really slow-walking (lead in their shoes) settlers being led to Mississippi.

persue -- Instructions given by Sue.

surprized -- When one is rewarded with an extra prize.

quiet a few -- Gagging just those few people in the crowd that the security guards can catch.