February 11, 2009
You do it in cars. You do it in bedrooms. You do it on the front lawn. You sneak it in on elevators. You do it where we eat. You do it during important conversations, movies, and concerts. You do it during your first born's theatrical debut.
What is it that you're doing? You're Texting.
Not only is it annoying, fragmenting, and invasive... it's slaughtering the English language! It's taking the Commune out of Cate. It's taking the Inter out of Act. It's taking the Ac out of Quaint. It's taking the Corres out of Pond. And most painstakingly... it might remove the rabid from the runner.
How exactly is it slaughtering the English language? The first clue is that "Text" has become a verb. The second clue? You can spell a word with a number in the middle of it - which I thought was reserved for license plates. The third clue? You're limited to 160 characters (give or take a few). A measly hundred-sixty will never house any of my diatribes.
Do you know how hard it is to teach your 5 year old Yahoo how to read in this environment?
CYA L8TR! ILY, BFF!
WTC (the Mormon way to say WTF - LOL).
*Go on... let me have it. I've finished five hours of tax complaints. I can surely take your criticism over my opinion on this one...