Tuesday, July 27, 2010
I don't believe anything that the Tray Valet claims. It says it would be perfect for a home or a school, but the only place where it belongs is a hospital. And speaking of hospitals, someone needs to fix the punctuation on the third bullet point down. Stat!
Chair's and sofa's? This thing is hemorrhaging bad punctuation.
Thanks to Katie for sending in this catastrophe from a CVS in Tyler, TX.
Friday, July 23, 2010
In a classic e-mail to Apostrophe Catastrophes, Scott writes, "I found this on an automatic urinal in Jerusalem."
So, the machine doesn't work on the sabbath, which makes it kosher, I suppose, but does that mean you can't pee into it on Saturdays?
This blog entry is dedicated to my brother who loves automatic urinals and is going to Israel soon himself.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Mark, who sent in this apostrophe catastrophe, thinks maybe there is only one Kentuckian with a disability.
Well, if the inability to use proper punctuation counts as a disability, that one Kentuckian designed this logo. And doesn't the whole concept of Kentucky American's [sic] seem redundant?
Thanks, Mark! Check out Mark's blog here.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Brian found this catastrophe-filled sign while rollerblading on Manhattan Beach:
Kevaccino's appears to believe that it is necessary to include a catastrophe when pluralizing a word that ends with a vowel. They also don't know how to spell "bagel" or "cappuccino."
Friday, July 9, 2010
My friend/former co-worker Amy, who is originally from Cleveland, sent me this photo from Cleveland.com.
I understand that fans are devastated by The King's betrayal, but that does not excuse their poor punctuation.
Thanks, Amy! And sorry about LeBron...
Bitterness apparently leads to unnecessary quotation marks, as evidenced by this bizarre letter written by Cleveland Cavaliers owner Dan Gilbert. That semicolon at the beginning should be a colon, and let's not even talk about the comic sans. Or the passive-aggressiveness. Or the odd reference to death and heaven.
Thanks to my friend Dave for encouraging me to read this letter.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
This product, which may or may not be couscous, was sitting on the counter at my parents' house when I went there on Monday.
Whatever it is, my mom used it to make an awesome "couscous" salad dish.
If you like this kind of catastrophe, check out the Blog of Unnecessary Quotation Marks.