Grammar Lesson Mid-Term Exam

The following brief essay appears without standard punctuation
Here is a handful of punctuation marks which you may select and use as you see fit

" . . ."   " "  "  ' ' ' ' , , , , , ,  . . . . .  ! !  - - -   ; ; ; ;  : :  (  )  ? ? ?  Discard any you don t need

A few days ago I presented a grammar lesson which elicited some comments that reassure me  I am not the only person whose take away from English classes was minimal nor am I the only one for whom placement of punctuation marks is somewhat a mystery  Yet having read after these people I am convinced that their communication skills are quite adequate as I hope mine are  I find it amusing therefore to attempt an essay albeit brief sans punctuation  One wonders if in future grammarian will no longer be a career possibility for the aspiring young Likely though the role will not disappear completely as we shall always need disciplines by which we attempt to impose standard behaviors on the young  I am not saying this is a bad thing nor am I saying it is a good thing  I am just saying

Random, Very Random

It has been a day.  Detail would not edify you.  Then it occurred to me that I had no post ready for the four ayem posting.

I thought about the day, the thoughts, the sights, the experiences and still, it would not edify you for me to elucidate.

Aha!  I thought.  I shall get random.  I am sitting at the old computer upstairs, seldom used old computer which has old, seldom viewed pictures stored on its hard drive.  (BBBH is watching a 48 hours or something similar mystery, a sort of programming that does not appeal to me; hence I am sitting at the...)

Thus I pulled up the Pictures, shot the cursor at a random folder, and here we are.  Six years ago we were frozen in time, posing in these Western-style shirts.  Have you seen our shirts?  No, seriously, they are missing.  I know, I know, you are thinking "Why would you care, if the shirts are that old?"

1.  We only buy stuff we like.
2.  We don't necessarily keep stuff forever, but we "use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without."
3.  I bought my shirt at an open-air market in Black Canyon City, Arizona, hence there is an aura of nostalgia and fond memories about it.
4.  We hate to lose stuff.

Somewhere in time, say probably three years ago, we had worn these shirts to an event (definition of event: going to dinner at the local restaurant on Senior Night.)  The next time we wanted these shirts, we could not find them.  Nor have we yet found them.

Seriously, have you seen our shirts?

Handicapping the Horses

The first Saturday in May. The horses go to the post at Churchill Downs this afternoon. For those of you who care, it looks as though Baffert may have another winner on his hands. So I am told. I rather favor a horse named "Hansen" and not because I know a thing about the horse, the trainer, the rider, or horse-racing in general, for that matter.

I choose Hansen because I once knew a girl whose surname was Hansen with an "e" and the last time (and only time) I wagered on a horse it was called "Wendy" and I once knew a girl named Wendy. Won, too.

Then, too, I am partial to greys.  Maybe I oughta...