Showing posts with label English. Show all posts
Showing posts with label English. Show all posts

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Ending Sentences With Prepositions is Seriously Uncalled For

Really, what's that about? It's a hard habit to get out of. Even worse: sometimes you meet someone who is finely attuned to this grammatical conversational error and--in case you couldn't guess--they are very difficult people to have a conversation with.

And don't even get me started when it comes to sentences that begin with conjunctions.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Resurfacing

Confession:  Student teaching has been kicking my butt.  I don't know why I decided to take 13 credits of grad work, teach a 7th grade English class, and spend 30+ hours a week in the fine public schools of Brooklyn, but I did.  I am legitimately amazed that I did not collapse during midterms last week (which coincided with all grades becoming due as well).

You can now add captions for photos.  That's pencilrific.
I suppose this is what I signed up for as an English Education major.  Generally speaking, my time is spent teaching reading, reading about writing, and writing about teaching. I also collect present-tense verbs and gerunds.

Anyway, I'm getting to the point.  POINT: I will start blogging again soon.  I have resurfaced after hell week and life is slowly returning to normal.  Although I remain very busy, I will now have more opportunity to procrastinate without immediate and collosal negative repercussions.  Besides, my class deserves a subsitute teacher and a VHS tape every now and then.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

The Unexpected Case for "Y'all"

I'm a man with facts.  While some people have opinions, my "opinions" are really just facts that I label as opinions so that other people don't feel insecure around me.  Trust me, it's hard work being right all of the time.  People start to resent you.

That said, I never change my mind about anything, because to do so would be to change facts, and to change facts is un-American (or standard practice, if you're Rush Limbaugh). I have to make an announcement, however: I have, in fact, changed my mind on one very important point.

After much malignment from myself and other intelligent, great looking people, I think it's time we embrace the word "y'all".

Now step down from that window ledge, Grandpa; I know what you're thinking. "Y'all" is a grammatically suspect folksism from the backwoods of all the states that we should have just let secede. You'd be right. However, at the moment, we have a need, and necessity is the mother of invention. And your mother was a duplicitous tramp, but we don't have time for that right now.

You see, there currently exists no good option for replacing "guys" in the vernacular.  Sure, everyone uses it, but those with too much time on their hands are quick to mention that "guys" is sexist (even if you were just addressing four men whose names were all, literally, "Guy").  I have several professors that have gone out of their way to deliver a ten-minute tangent on why America needs to stop referring to groups of people as "you guys".

Sure, my other professors think those guys need to just chill out, but they may have a point.  Who knows?  Somewhere there could be a girl that actually gets offended when she's directly or indirectly referenced as a part of the "you guys" collective.  No, I wouldn't want to hang out with her either, but I think I have to at least pretend to care about her life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness.

"Oh Rhode Island, you so silly!"
Therefore, I ask you to indulge me and reconsider "y'all".  It's hard to get the attention of a group of people if, say, you're a student teacher and you need to bring a room with 33 students to order.  I mean this is strictly hypothetical, of course.  "Ladies and gentlemen" sounds a bit stuffy.  "Boys and girls" is patronizing.  "You folks" sounds like something my grandma would say.  "Fellas" isn't going to do it, either--you'll have the "You Guys" KGB knocking on your door in no time.  Yet, a well placed "Hey, y'all need to shut the hell up!" could get the trick done without offending anyone at all!*
* based on gender

So, dear friends, hear my plea!  Given that there is no more edumacated synonym for "y'all", I suggest we try it out. We have nothing to lose, and so much community to gain. Whaddaya say, y'all??

ADDENDUM (6:58pm):  Forget it, you guys.  I can't do it.

Friday, November 20, 2009

150th Post!

...or 27th, if you only count the decent ones.

In honor of this important milestone, I would like someone to throw me a party in East Egg. If anyone reading this could get on that, I'd appreciate it. I'll assume good faith and head over now.

Wow, 150 posts!!1! Never thought my crummy little blog would make it this far. I'd like to thank the good people at Google for making this farce possible. Booze all around. Let's hear it for pseudo-milestones.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

The Ernest Hemingway Approach to Writing Papers: A Fun Game for English Majors


For 1 player.

Game Pieces:
1 tedious assignment
1 bottle of whiskey or suitable liquor
1 typewriter

Gameplay:
1) Write your name and heading at the top of the paper.
2) Pop open the bottle and pour glass #1.
3) Alternate writing and drinking.
4) Consider yourself in a race against time.

Winning the Game
:
Finish the paper before you finish the bottle.

Alternate Gameplay
:
Ask for an extension and go out drinking.

Bonus Points:
Gesture towards crotch; yell, "I got your extension right here!!"

Friday, October 9, 2009

Top 5 Writers Who've Lived on Bleecker Street


1) Herman Melville

2) Thomas Paine

3) James Fenimore Cooper

4) Allen Ginsberg

5) Me

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Is This Post Ironic? Discuss.

“Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.”
- Oscar Wilde

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

My Parents Really Believe in My Education

Recently, my parents found two words in the Wall Street Journal that they didn't understand ("peregrinatory" and "obdurateness"), and chalked up their use to the pretension of the author. Rather than pull out one of the many dictionaries in my house, they elected to circle the words and mail the paper to me for clarification.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

English Majors Don't Have Much to Show Off

Ostensibly, any time you start a sentence with the word 'ostensibly', you're being erudite to the point of pretentiousness. If this pretension manifests itself in an application essay to a fairly prestigious English program, does this necessarily impugn your entreaty as obsequious? Even more pressing, if I used even a third of those words in Scrabble, would my score be higher than my GRE?

Friday, June 19, 2009

A Swift Post

I realize that this should hardly count as an update, but I was reminded of this quote today by the "A Word A Day" email list, and I was pleasantly impressed with its accuracy. Jonathan Swift is one of those writers I tend to forget about sometimes, but he's easily one of my favorites. In addition to being a satirical genius, he had a keen eye for human nature and was one of the better critics of it (says this guy).

"If a Man would register all his Opinions upon Love, Politicks, Religion, Learning and the Like; beginning from his Youth, and so go on to Old Age, What a Bundle of Inconsistencies and Contradictions would appear at last."
- Jonathan Swift, 1667-1745

Bam. There's your thought for today. Remember that it's okay to reserve the right to change your mind, because Swift said so, and he was smarter and funnier and cooler than you are now. Incidentally, this might be the only blog in the entire world where you are just as likely to read about literature as you are to read about dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets.