Friday, May 1, 2009

Hooked on Phonics

Adam is working late tonight, and won't be home for dinner. So here I sit in baggy sweats, eating chicken that is Kentucky fried, and drinking diet coke straight from the 2 liter bottle. Guys I fear I have found myself smack dab in the middle of a redneck relapse. If you have any heart at all, please come save me. Adam if you are reading this, this is completely YOUR FAULT. Just kidding.

I shouldn't be left alone, because when I'm alone my thoughts go off on really wild tangents. Like tonight when I spent more time than I will ever confess to thinking about vowels. Yes vowels of the "A,E,I,O,U and sometimes Y" variety. I suddenly realized I was clueless when it came to identifying a "Y" that is pretending to be a vowel. The Horrors! I decided there was no way my life could even have a chance of being fulfilling if I didn't figure out the "Sometimes Y" rule. So I googled it. Apparently there is a very active "Sometimes Y" controversy raging on the internet. Who knew?!? In the first camp you have the people who claim that "Y" is only a vowel when it makes a distinct vowel sound. The second camp doesn't give a flying fig newton if "Y' has a distinct sound or not, they say "Y" is only a vowel if there is no other vowel within a word. Camp A and Camp B are feuding like the Hatfield & McCoys, and I fear bloodshed.

Just in case you are wondering I agree with Camp B. I think "Y" is only a vowel when it is in an otherwise voweless word. And now I'm so passionate about the subject that I would totally participate in a Camp B dance-off ala West Side Story to prove myself triumphant over Camp A. I don't know if anyone else in the whole wide world really cares but me, but here are some examples of words that make "Y" a vowel: sky, spy, cry, my, why, and shy. Tonight the grammar teacher that lives inside me is very, very happy. Tomorrow I plan to diagram sentences.

365 days ago (give or take):
Feeling bad for walking through the common room while my suitemates were having a bible study, stubbing my toe, and then screaming "Oh Shit!" pretty loudly.
A really short entry, but that was a pretty funny night.


  1. Glad to know I'm not the only one who slips back into redneck behavior, like drinking straight out of the bottle, my son yelled at me last night for it... I argued the point that I'm the only one who drinks the diet pop anyway! As for Y... I've never really thought much about it...

  2. Hahaha too funny!! I would've loved to have been there


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