Weblogs: Even truer romance

Daily Blague: "Tucked in the middle of Elements [of Style] was the file card shown above. I proffer it as proof that I know when to stick an awkward preposition at the end of a sentence.

Neither one of us can remember what contretemps prompted this particular stay in the nuisance corner. There is no doubt that I had done something to make me smell like a bad cheese. In those days, most of my contacts with Kathleen were in public, necessitating surreptitious notes by the ream. It was a long courtship, as you can imagine.

What drives me crazy with love for my wife of twenty-four years is the squiggle under 'I.' You'll note that she underlined 'don't,' but then found that that wasn't strong enough. Ergo: squiggle. That is Kathleen."