At times, being an English Major can be sheer torture. Listening while others butcher the English language is cruel and unusual punishment. I shudder when I hear the pompous speakers among us using me, myself, and I interchangeably. My dentist tells me I must stop grinding my teeth, but how can I when so many insist on saying I seen instead of I saw? If I hear one more person say I seen, I will not be responsible for my actions.
Did you ever have one of those weird dreams–oh, of course you have. We all have. Sometimes we remember them and sometimes we don’t. I can remember my most recent weird dream, which was probably the result of a remark I made to a friend.
Having been an English Major in college and then a teacher in one of my careers, I got on my soapbox and complained about our federal office holders. My view is that either they have never read the US Constitution in its entirety, if at all, or they are devoid of reading comprehension skills. Or all of the above.
