Remember that guy in high school who made you and everyone else laugh? The one that even the teachers and vice-principal were a bit intimidated by because of his scathing wit? I’m not talking about the class clown, I’m talking about the guy who was so smart, so insightful, that everything he said was hilarious and true. Everyone wanted to stand near him so some of the funny might accidentally rub off, like glitter or newspaper ink. It never did.
Let me introduce you to that guy. His name is Good Youngman Brown. I like to think that I discovered him, but like Abraham Lincoln telling Christopher Columbus that this was not India and he was lying, I must confess: I did not actually discover him.
He writes an impossibly funny blog, and supposibly one of his pet peeves are grammatrical mistakes! And lack of subject/ verb agreement! And he hates bad spelers! Imagine! I will make him an honorary Virgo, because I'm nice like that.
Go read his stuff, and then follow him (not in a creepy stalkerish way, more in a lost-and-maybe-he'll-give-you-directions-and-loan-you-bus-fare kind of way): may I present to you one of my favorite writers, the fantabulous Youngman Brown. His topic today is the revered Alumni newsletter.
Okay, what are you still doing here? Scoot!MOV