Normally I like the English language. I'm no fanatic or anything, but I don't care that much that it's supposedly one of the hardest to learn because I learned it ok. By now you probably know that if I start off by telling you how I like something I'm going to move on to complain about it in some way or another.
Really it's question marks that bother me. In Spanish (disclaimer: my knowledge of Spanish grammar comes from EXTREMELY limited experience) you can put your question marks just around your question within a larger sentence. In English YOU CANNOT DO THIS and it makes me frustrated and confused when I try to compose a sentence that isn't a question but contains a question. And because this is how my life works I cannot currently think of a sentence like this.
Unrelated: Do you ever run into the problem of typing question marks instead of exclamation points and vice versa while texting? I don't have this problem in any other medium. Biggest offending statement? "Guess what?" Let's be real, guess what is not a question.
That is all.
Showing posts with label text messaging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label text messaging. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Something Disturbing
This morning I woke up at 4:30am to a text message that had been sent twenty minutes before. I was startled to see it was from my dad's phone. I quickly read the message that said, "Thanksgiving 2 on sunday at moms. I would like you all to be there. Ginger of course you'll be there in spirit. thanks dad." I went back to sleep and figured I'd talk to my mom at a more reasonable hour and ask why she had texted from dad's phone. (Sidenote: Usually if you text my dad he asks someone else to find out why there is a weird icon on his phone's screen. When he finally gets the message checked he calls you and says, "why did you send me that d*** thing, you know i don't know how in the h*** to respond.) To my surprise when I talked to my mom, I found out my dad had sent the message himself. His phone was just replaced by one with a full keyboard because his broke.
I really just don't know what's more disturbing: the fact that the message was sent at that early hour or that my dad sent a text. What is this world coming to?

I made this cake for my friend Ashley's birthday on Sunday.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
A New Idea
This picture is not as random as it seems.

What do we do more than a whole lot of other stuff? That's right folks, we text. And the title of this post is also associated with this. I don't know if I'm creative enough to try to pull together this idea, but if it works I'd like to make a few...trial runs? That's not the word I'm looking for, something like prototype or the like. Anyway, the point is that if I can get creative enough to make a few samples then I think maybe I can get something started. I'm just not sure I have the skills.
More info to come.
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