After reading about people's editing challenges ... sigh ...

We do a quarterly magazine which usually goes through three proofs, each of which has to be copyedited. We usually only get a one-day turnaround period ... but it's a small magazine (28 pages these days).

On the other hand, one of my long-term projects is reviewing and correcting a compendium of sections regarding various aspects of the design and construction industry as it pertains to the association I work for. They were "updated" a few years ago - mostly given a new look. The look is fine (except we've changed our logo and so they need to have new covers with the new logo). However, on going through, it looks like no one did a good copyedit on them. There are errors, places where it's not consistent with our style and, worst of all, there are references to figures which aren't in the current version. So I'm going to be reading several hundred pages of this and marking all the places that have to be corrected. Then I'll have to track down all the image files (they're in InDesign, so without the linked images, the quality would SUCK. In addition, we had a folder of stock images that were purchased years ago that was kept on our LAN that everybody could get to. I kept the files linked to those images in case some other poor soul had to work on them in the future. Well, someone's either deleted or moved the entire folder, and I can't find them. Luckily, I'd copied them all to my hard drive, so I just have to reset the links. A pain, but at least I can do it. People periodically bitch at me for not keeping everything on the LAN but, after this, and a few weeks ago when some absolutely vital files were deleted, I think I can say "told you so!"

Saw two houses today. The first was a townhome that I REALLY wanted to be it. I liked the neighborhood and the living area, but all the bedrooms were downstairs with one bathroom. And it needed a lot of "freshening up" work.

The second place we knew was going to be a craps shoot. As soon as we drove up, I wasn't feeling it. The one car garage would need work to be able to park in it. And the front door was open but no one answered when we first walked in. Into a home formerly inhabited by a smoker. Carpets would have to be replaced, walls scrubbed and repainted - at a minimum. Our realtor talked to a voice in the basement that said he was showing the house also (no other cars were parked out front). We had seen enough to know it was a no-way, so we left. My realtor headed down the street in one direction and we headed in the other. And just around the corner we passed 4 police cars within two blocks, 4 police officers - who at their vehicle in their computers and the other two in full protective gear carrying AK47's (or whatever is the police issue equivalent). Oh, hell no. No clue what or why but damn.

That fraternity in Oklahoma that had the disgusting racist chant? A while ago a chapter in New York killed a guy in a hazing incident.

Thanks for explaining that massaged kale is actually a legitimate food preparation technique - I think the phrase made me think of people massaging kale in the fields as it grows, like that one breed of Japanese cows.

Wagyu kale! That is a great marketing idea.

GLOVE SLAP!

Dueling at dawn, then. I forget, do I choose weapons or do you?

Timelies all!

Face doesn't itch anymore, but the skin on my cheekbone is rough and dry.

Wagyu kale makes me laugh and laugh!!