Seeing this reminded me of the help line for English majors. On the Garrison Keeler show, one of the “advertisers” on the stories said there was a support line for those of us cursed with the knowledge of proper grammar, syntax, references, etc. Oh, how many times I have longed for that site. To actually be able to ring up and just cry, with a sympathetic listener on the other end. Oh to have that 800 number at my finger tips. But no, the fresh hell of misplaced English-major aggression has led many a one of us to the devil’s doorstep and the evils of drink.
I prefer my martinis dry, and on the rocks.