If you read the “Meet the Ghoti” page, you’ll notice it mentions I’m a stickler for grammar. I feel as if I should also add linguist to that list, because while I am a stickler in writing (I don’t necessarily consider blogging writing, as I find it far more conversational), I’m not so much a stickler for speech. You won’t ever hear me correct the way someone says something, though I often do it in my head. The only time I will ever correct someone is when they correct someone else for saying “So-and-so and me.” There are times when “me” is correct, so if you are going to be a dick, at least get your information straight.
Given this knowledge, it should come as no surprise that I love this shirt from Signals. I wouldn’t wear it… don’t get me wrong. But I’d probably be game for making a bag that said that. I have this sickness. You see, when I read things, I often read them the way they are “supposed” to be. I don’t have a problem with people ending sentences with prepositions, but I really just love the sound of a sentence that’s been manipulated to not end that way. “I am the grammarian about whom your mother warned you.” Beautiful.
Completely unrelated, however, I do think this hoodie is about the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and I would actually wear it. If I had $60 laying around, it would be mine, no questions asked.
(Props to Signals… these images completely belong to them; I make no claims that they might be mine, though I did screenshot them myself. Both images link to the Signals website, because I firmly believe in fair play, and I also think the Signals catalgue is awesome.)