On my way from last night’s awesome show in Morgan Hill (thanks, everybody up in the MH!) I was off to Monterey for this weekend’s shows at Planet Gemini. It’s only an hour-long drive, what could go wrong? Everything, if you are illiterate. I made the mistake of typing “Monterrey” into my GPS device instead of “Monterey.” In case you missed it, like I did, I needed to spell it with just one R, but erroneously used two. The difference? 1,900 miles and 30 hours. I’m glad I didn’t make the 4-state, 2-country trek into Mexico. It might have happened to others, but not me because I have a sharp mind that questions authority! And misspells town names. My point is this: how do illiterate people get by? Seriously, when one letter can make a 1-day and 6-hour difference to someone with a college degree, it doesn’t look good for those raised by buffalo. Or in Buffalo, for that matter. Take a look at the difference one R can make:
- Take the kids to see Beauty and the Breast.
- Badgers? We don’t need no stinkin’ badgers!
- I’mma bust a crap in your ass.