Are you restless like me?

"We are beautiful like words." - Elijah Wyman

I enjoy words. Big words, old words, obscure words, foreign words, pretty words, descriptive words, compound words, words in general. I like talking to people, I like writing, I like reading, I like listening to well written songs and singing along. I used to write poems and I thought they were all really neat. When I look back at them I realize most of them weren't worth the paper I wrote them on. People say a picture is worth a thousand words, but pictures can't express feelings and thoughts like words can. You see a picture of people getting married, you can see that they love each other, but to what extent? They'd have to tell you, in words. I need a good thesaurus and a dictionary of my own. There is a chart of copyreaders' marks in our journalism books from the seventies, I want it as a poster. I need to find out where teachers get the grammar posters we all saw in our elementary school classrooms. I am beginning to see the beauty of punctuation. When used correctly, punctuation can take a sentence and give it completely new meaning.

See? Even when I try to stick to one subject it ends up jumpy and speckled with random sentences that don't fit quite right.

Someone buy me "Eats, Shoots & Leaves" by Lynne Truss, please. Maybe you should get a copy for the Haypress staff, too, they could use a little direction.

I was looking at the Castro Valley Forum today, and under one picture, where the caption would usually be, it just said "Caption." Nice.
And, in closing,