Strikeout

‘Semicolons,’ I rest my case

I had never listened to a single song by the Lonely Island until my sophomore year at UC Berkeley — no, not even “I’m on a Boat.” My roommate Gabby was the one to open my eyes — rather, my ears — to the hilarity of the band’s music. After watching a Read More…

Strikeout

More than a matter of length

It ought to be no surprise that I, a self-admitted grammar nerd, correct people’s verbal slip-ups — incorrect prepositions, past participles and the like. What really gets me, though, is when there is a mistake that I cannot address right away, often because it is written. After all, to whom Read More…