Fake It ‘Til You Make It? That’s Dumb.
My first big break on the road to winning the imaginary Pulitzer that sits on my mantle came the day my Daily Illini editor tapped me to cover a presidential candidate’s wife’s press conference. Her name was Hillary Clinton. I grabbed my notepad, cruised across the University of Illinois campus on my snazzy red Honda
Tap Tap Tap. Anyone Out There Listening?
The day I discovered “listen” was an anagram of “silent,” my grammar nerd flag officially flew. That was until last week when I learned that both silent and listen, when rearranged, spell “lets in.” I’m going to need that flag in size Texas, please. Silent. Listen. Lets in. It usually happens in that order, doesn’t