Some of you guys, I just want to pat you on your heads or give you hugs, you know?

Poor Reporter #1 has been sending me lonely photos of comma splices for the last year. I hate a comma splice as much as the next person, but… we have to be realistic here, kids.

So Laura, I don’t know what to tell you about this one.

You’re right, of course: one cannot be both 12 and under at the same time. But do you honestly want to take that up with the federal government? The same agency that’s insisting that my chapstick is a threat to flight security?

If you do, I’ll give you a nice hug first.

This… doesn’t look tasty.

In answer to your question, Grammar Troika Sister #1, however, I do have to point out that you probably can eat this device, if you break it up and don’t try to chew much. I’m not sure it would be advisable to do so, however!

So I had a backlog of submissions again (a tiny one! Send more pictures!) and was scrolling through my emails posting each submission as it came up. Kacia sent this picture, so I downloaded it, like a good little blog-facilitator.

I don’t mind telling you that I spent a minute looking at this. I enlarged the picture. I squinted. I felt a little slow.

Then I noticed that the subject line in Kacia’s email had an ellipsis, like so: “This is a freezer case…”

And it occurred to me to see if the next email in my inbox STARTED with an ellipsis! And lo! It was so!

In fact, there was a whole explanatory paragraph!

…and its contents, which appear to have been labeled by someone who is unclear on the concept of what “live” means when applied to seafood. (I’ll give them a pass on the abbreviation of dungeon for dungeoness, since that’s fairly clear in context.)

Whew!

From GTS#1, who says

Filling out some paperwork for my kiddo & found this very confusing. If there WEREN’T complications I should explain, but if there were, I shouldn’t?

You did better than I did, GTS#1, just getting to that confusing point. I was stuck on whether “After delivery problem with your baby” was even a question, or if it was something more like a Mad Libs prompt. After delivery problem with your baby, you THREW the PIZZA out the PIANO.