One o' these days...

I'm gonna figure out how to blog more regularly. Or less regularly, but with more regularity. I'm not all that grammatical. But I knows what I likes. With me, good grammar is like porn was to that horny old senator who said that he didn't know how to define it, but he knew it when he saw it. And some people probably masturbate to good grammar as well. Or to bad grammar.

"Oh yeah, baby. End that sentence with a preposition! Dangle that participle! Dangle it, you whore!"

I'm sure that happens all the time. Why wouldn't it? In New York City, if you can think of something disgusting that someone might do to someone, there's probably a whole section for that right on craigslist.com.

I thank you and good night.