Last night, after I posted my post and went off to bed, John came upstairs and said “You know, you might want to make sure you don’t have any typos in a post where you talk about not being a dumbass…” So I got up out of bed and trudged downstairs to fix my post. Here at Bad Penguin, quality is job one, even after I’ve brushed my teeth and put on my pj’s for the night.
The worst part is, I didn’t have just one typo – I had two! Neither one was because of adult onset moronhood though. One of them was due to the fact that sometimes my Y and T keys stick and if I don’t hit them hard enough, they don’t register. The other one was really a typo. Oops. What can I say, I’m usually pretty tired by the time I get to sit down and write in the evening. I consider myself lucky if I don’t accidentally start typing in French or Martian or something. Anyway, as John was giving me grief for proofreading and missing (more than once) two typos in a very short post, we actually had a debate about whether or not he could call typo number one a spelling error, which it totally wasn’t. There is a difference between a typo and a spelling error, and I’d like to point out that spell check would have caught a spelling mistake. The problem was that I had typed the wrong word, or rather, left an important letter off the end of the word due to my sticky T key. But last night, I was tired, and so all I could come up with was “That is not a spelling mistake! I can spell your ass into the ground!”
Because I’m a gangsta spella like that. Beware my mad spellin’ skillz, yo, or I’ll spell your ass something fierce.
Are you challenging me to a spelling throwdown? Because it is ON!
what a riot....you are funny...I was a spelling whiz before I learned of spell check, now I'm just lazy
don't worry about it. i didn't even notice any typos, so what does that make me?? haha.