I was just reading krapsnart’s latest entry, in which she discusses the perils of having a "proofreader’s eye". It’s always a sort of relief, to read about others with the same gift/curse. I first encountered someone else with one in Anne Fadiman’s wonderful Ex Libris, in which she discusses growing up in a whole family of natural editors (her father was Clifton Fadiman, her mother is Annalee Jacoby). I’ve also met others in my email listgroups -- my main ones are blessedly full of people who understand the use of the apostrophe.
I’m still trying to figure out how to ask one of my company’s VPs whether I can proofread the weekly newsletter he sends out to half of my company -- he averages about 2 spelling or grammatical errors per issue, which strikes me as unprofessional.
After a frenzied morning spent testing (which will begin as soon as the application is ready for us to test), I’ll be flying out to Long Beach, to watch T and my other rower buds race there. I won’t be racing, since I haven’t been on the water in 3 months. The flight presents challenges on 2 fronts. First, I have to drive into Boston this time, instead of flying out of Providence as usual. Much as I like Boston, it is a Scary Place to drive, thanks to the Big Dig, tons of traffic, lots of small one-way streets, and a completely unintuitive layout.
Then the flight itself could be painful, since I seem to have come down with yet another minor sinus infection. Sudafed is my friend.
The regatta should be fun, though. I won’t have a computer there, so no further entries here until Monday.
Challenge for another day: how to write a journal entry without beginning almost every sentence with "I".
Posted by dichroic at March 16, 2001 10:31 AM