Writing Grammatical Wrongs

September 24, 2010

Yesterday’s Spelling Turd

Filed under: Uncategorized — BornFeetFirst @ 4:08 pm
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Facebook is a treasure trove of grammatical and spelling errors and while I generally don’t correct or reproach my friends for their mistakes, I do reserve the right to use their blunders as blog fodder.

The status update (slightly modified): Yesturday my dreams came true!

I’m a fairly visual person, so the image that immediately popped into my head was that of a huge turd following my friend around all day like an excited wiener dog on a leash. The turd would wag its tail as people walked by staring at it, strain at its leash as it tried to race ahead, or sit patiently as my friend sat at an outside café to drink her coffee, turds not being allowed in Starbucks.

I then spent the rest of my day trying desperately not to think about poop. But, as you probably know by now, the more you try not to think of something the more you think of it. Yesterday’s turd is still with me today.

There are two reasons I felt compelled to blog about this particular status. Number one, and number two (cue cymbals). Don’t worry, I don’t intend for this post to be flush with poop humor. Oops, I did it again. The thing is that most people don’t seem to give a crap about their spelling or grammar, especially online.

So, do me a favor. If you need to remember how to spell the day that came before today, remember this: there are no turds in yesterday.



  1. 1st, I am happy it wasn’t me.
    2nd, anything with turd or poop always makes me giggle

    Comment by Erin — September 24, 2010 @ 4:16 pm | Reply

  2. Maybe the person’s dream was to be named Janitor of the Month? Or they sell toilets for a living? Or they’re a plumber who has now unplugged enough toilets and cleaned enough septic tanks to retire and sail year-round on their boat, Yesturday’s Dreams.

    Turds not allowed in Starbucks? I’ll remember to tell them this the next time I see crappy behavior. Also? I’m with Erin – turd/poop makes me giggle. I have the sense of humor of a 12-year-old boy.

    Comment by Gina — September 24, 2010 @ 5:24 pm | Reply

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