Random Tuesday

Random Tuesdays

The other day I was going through a free press magazine that always has a dedicated section on pets to adopt. It’s been a year since our beloved dog / dillusional-dog-person passed away and that void has remained incurably empty. Sure, she was irreplaceable but a new pet dog would surely help heal that wound, no?

I believed as much about 8 months ago when I was confessing this to my best bud; delirious at the prospect of finding a solution to this emptiness I thought it a good idea to venture off to our nearest dog shelter to have a quick browse. Yes, you see, in my head I had distanced myself from the situation so clinically that I was convinced I would not be affected by the wagging tails, the wails of begging, those puppy eyes. If you’ve ever had a dog, you know that this is quite simply an impossible feat. I fell in love with half the dogs at the kennel and when I left the place, I couldn’t stop thinking about one in ¬†particular that I connected with. This was on a Friday afternoon, so in my instant decisiveness¬†I spilled the whole deal to my boyfriend and pleadingly urged him to at least do me the favor and succumb to paying a visit to the shelter. Never having a pet dog before, my boyfriend couldn’t really see what the fuss was about. Of course, in my complete girly naivety I was certain that his heart would also melt upon entering the shelter. So convinced was I with this, that when I went shopping on Saturday afternoon, I bought a dog leash on a whim — after all how would we take our new pet dog on a walk Sunday evening after we had brought it home?

All of these were quite definitively in my head, because as soon as we got there, we played with a a few puppies and while I was bonding with the dog I would live the next 12 years of my life with (at least), my boyfriend was mostly humoring me. We left the place empty-handed. I still don’t know what to do with the red leather dog leash. You see, one can always keep hoping.

Recently I stumbled onto the freakishly hilarious textfromdog blog and I feel like I’m reliving moments with my old dog as I read those hilarious text messages. Dog lovers everywhere, this blog nails the whole frazzling experience. It makes me feel less pathetic about owning a dog leash, but no dog.

Anyway I leave you with some of my favorites. Have a random day!

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Random Tuesday: Student talk

Random Tuesdays

One of the undeniable perks of being ¬†a teacher is the vacation time, sure. But what happens during the remaining 9 months of marking and marking and marking? In a perfect world, marking wouldn’t really be as long and tedious as it actually is, because most of the essays would make sense. In reality, most are full of errors and malapropisms that offer a glimmer of hilarity to the whole ordeal.

This blog captures some of the great student gems found in writings. It’s quite amusing, if not frightening, what spellcheck lets you get away with.

Have you got any glaring examples of language misuse? Please share!