On Frustrations with Word

Sometimes I just don’t get Microsoft Word. It decided, for some reason, that several paragraphs were misspelled. The entire paragraphs. Words like “the” were, at least according to Word, misspelled in those two paragraphs. Everything was underlined in red. I decided to run a spellcheck on the entire document. Perhaps, I thought, this would kickContinue reading “On Frustrations with Word”

On the President’s Abject Disconnect

Times of war are times of sacrifice. In my grandparent’s generation — World War II — resources were rationed for the war effort. People from all walks of life gave up necessities so that the Axis could be defeated. President Bush, in our own Iraqi quagmire, believes in sacrifice. He sacrificed his tee time. HeContinue reading “On the President’s Abject Disconnect”

On the Exciting Memories

Yesterday, like Sunday, was miserable and rainy. Raw, even. Cold. Very un-May-like. I wonder if there’s a real word for that — un-May-like. I digress. And yet, I was strangely thrilled by the un-May-like conditions. There was something enticing about waiting for a light rail train as a light rain fell from the darkened sky,Continue reading “On the Exciting Memories”

On “The Doctor’s Daughter”

Wow, was that meh. Stephen Greenhorn, the writer of the latest Doctor Who episode, “The Doctor’s Daughter,” said something to the effect that, in writing a Doctor Who story there’s one thing that never changes — the Doctor. So, Russell T. Davies gave Greenhorn the opportunity to write a story that, reputedly, would change theContinue reading “On “The Doctor’s Daughter””