Take me down to the Paradise City where the grass is green and the girls are pretty...


At the request of my fiance, I am posting an email I sent him and a couple of other close friends last evening. Enjoy!


I just wrote this sentence to a student:
- In the first sentence, we don't usually say that somone "ponders back on" something; we "think about," we "look back," and we "remember," but we don't "ponder over."

What kind of person am I? I feel like a nit-picky, anal-retentive, way-too-strict-in-my-use-of-the-English-language jackass! I know that I make a good point, but as I wrote this, I could hear Jerry Seinfeld spoofing me over coffee with George, Kramer, and Elaine.

What kind of monster have I become? An English monster? The dragon lady?



Then fall, Querida...




Oh, won't you please take me home... (Guns n Roses)