Mister Manners…and Madonna

Xtra.ca will be posting an online review of the Madonna concert today. I will post that on the blog as soon as it’s available.

In the meantime, I need a
moment: there are few things I hate more in life than the types of things
people write during instant messaging coversations, particularly:

kewl -> Oooo I hate this so
much it makes me it makes me want to punch myself in the face just for blogging
about it and then tackle the impossible task of popping out my eyeballs out of
my skull while using something soft and formless like a jello pudding cup.

I also
hate:

a)
emoticons;

b) prince-inspired abbreviations like u and 2; and

c) both
‘lol’ and “LOL”

For the
record, Lol is the woman who went through the Creative Writing Program at UVic
with my sisters. She wasn’t funny, though did frequently laugh out loud, often
at inappropriate times during serious literary readings.

Mister
Manners says: If you can’t type something properly, don’t fucking type it at
all.

Here’s something else to remember:


Amen!

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