Hallelujah. Somebody with a much bigger name than mine (in every sense) blogged this so I don’t have to. Now I can simply linkblog it, which is ever so much quicker.
We can finally drop the “thousand.” Last year may have been two thousand nine, but this year, mercifully, is twenty ten. And next year will be twenty eleven. And so on until—well, until the year 3000.
Sing it, Rick. I for one am in favor of anything that signifies departure from the last decade.
Everybody got that? “Twenty ten.” Woohoo! Our long extra-syllable nightmare is over!
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