Today's daily is brought to you courtesy of my fumbling with spelling the word "handkerchief" last night at trivia
I passed the answer sheet across the table so someone else could write it, and suddenly none of us could get it
That happens to me sometimes. What should be a fairly simple word suddenly looks wrong, and I'm struggling to get it spelled correctly. I'm not talking about "their" or "they're." It's more close misses, for example "separate" (I used to try to spell it "se-per-ate"
or "conscience" vs "conscious." Actually, last night it didn't matter anyway because our answer was completely wrong had nothing to do with a handkerchief. Oops. It was a contest of attrition -- we missed fewer answers than only one other team and so came in second. It was frustrating, but hey, we still won $25 in food/drink, so we'll have to go back again next week to consume and defend
Betrayal by auto-correct: I almost submitted a graduate-level paper with a very important letter missing from the word "public" as in "public education." "Pubic" is also a word, and it gets through spellcheck without issue
Fortunately I asked a colleague to proof-read, and he caught it. It was very embarrassing though.
As much as we enjoy trivia, it always makes Wednesday morning's tough because we've been out late and eating delicious but unhealthy food. This morning's run was five tired miles after yesterday's kick ass 10-miler with five one-mile intervals with half-mile recoveries. It was also very humid, so the whole workout was a beat down. I had a nice, healthy salad for lunch and am being pretty lazy this afternoon. That's about it from here.
I don't know how to even begin to deal with sadness about both Puerto Rico and Mexico City