Why the Y?

Fear not, fellow grammar snobs:  I have not been sucked into a black hole.  The bittersweet explanation of my absence these past few weeks is simply that I have not seen any grammar errors floating about.  This is good news for the fate of the English language, but bad news for a woman whose blog depends on poor language skills.

Last night as I was perusing the TV listings, I found this:

Annnnnnd we’re back!

You might be wondering, What does the Grammaniac even do when she doesn’t have any grammar to criticize?  First, I finally self-published my Christmas children’s book.  Believe it or not, I actually have a soft spot for children and fun, imaginative stories.  I know:  mind blown, right?

I also make videos of my idiot cat.

I have forever solidified my level of geekery.

Strike SEVEN for Dirty Harry’s

I have a fantasy that involves purchasing a cheap pocket dictionary, wrapping it, and sending it to the owner of Dirty Harry’s as a Christmas gift. I’m not joking. One grammar error is forgivable, two grammar errors is embarrassing, and three grammar errors is a disgrace…but SEVEN? Seven is downright inexcusable. Seeing as it’s the holiday season (not hoilday, as Dirty Harry’s would say), I’ll find it in my heart to let them all slide. But Dirty Harry’s might want to make a New Year’s resolution and learn to proofread their freakin’ signs!