Here's a story about a bunch of persnickety sisters.  Four.  Norma, Ruth, Arlene and Janet. Why are they persnickety?  Their formative years may have been a little marred.  My theory and that's all it is.   The two older were two years apart.  Eight year gap and the...

I think most of us stared at our televisions in utter disbelief the other night when the president struggled through several pronunciations of acetaminophen; acid and metaphin, and aseeda well um let's see how we do.  Phonetic spelling anyone? Desperately needed....

Mine comes from college in the Bronx, until I learned if I wanted to make a living one mile south in Manhattan, drop the drawn out vowels.  The library isn't the lie-barre-ee.  White Castle ain't Wot Castil.  Fordham Road ain't Fawdum Rowed.  Shorten vowels and speak...