I studied grammar in university. At first, terrified, I eyed that professor like he knew the weakest part of me. Soon though I was loving that class. Why? He taught us the basics, then he went deeper and in the depth of those lessons he dispelled our fear, our intimidation. He made it one big syntax sandbox.
Shakespeare knew language should be playful. Seuss knew that too.
So instead of correcting someone's grammar today, "march forth" and boldly split an infinitive.
#highestlevelgrammargeek
#nowonderiamaddictedtowordplay
11 comments:
Oh! Me, too. ;)
Count me as one who gets it, in more than one way.
Well writ, sir!
Grammar rocks!
I'd rather see good grammar than bad.
Ha, I'm cursed for life because of my studies too.
You'll get in less trouble than if you dangled a participle.
For the record, I'd rather have sex. Then cuddle.
My Grammar sends her regards!
I'd rather not cuddle, at all. So, I'd rather have sex between not cuddling sessions. Then, ice cream. For the after bits. In fact, I'd rather not cuddle then not not have sex than not not have ice cream. Or, not do those things then have ice cream.
Grammar is cool.
I got it. I got it.
Where is my sticker?
Nicole's comment had me giggling.
Um...I didn't get it???
Usually when I cuddle, it often leads to sex.
Is cuddle and sex a synoyme?? (sp) or metaphor, or maybe similie.
As you can see, I sucked at grammar
I better just stick with the sex.
(tee,hee)
You always leave the sweetest comments on my blog. !!!!
I still fear grammar. Soooo not my strong suit.
Grammar is important. It used to make or break my relationships. My work relationships are strained lately because of the apparent misunderstanding of the words "advise" and "advice". My coworkers seem to think they are interchangeable. They are not.
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