For those who breathlessly await each new post on the last word, I have some bad news. This Thursday, the family and I are headed to an undisclosed location to sit back and put our collective feet up for a spell. I shall return Tuesday, August 31—tanned, rested, and ready.
In the meantime, dig this: Grammar Nazi booted from Starbucks.
I sympathize with the woman, but geez-o-pete. Get a life, already.