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love a fair
why i love typos
by erik lars myers (@TopFermented)

Confession time: I love typos and misspellings.

Don't get me wrong. They have no place in the real written word. They don't belong in books, newspapers, blogs, news articles, or any place where the author wants to be taken even halfway seriously. But, oh, thank god for the internet. Facebook and Twitter, those two magical huge social networking devices, provide me with an endless supply all on their own.

The internet and cell phones with their infuriating number-pad, "Just press 555666555111111111missedthegoddamnex clamationpoint11111 to spell LOL" keypads are giving us entirely new ways of interfacing with English. Not only are we graced with (mostly) proper grammar, spelling, and punctuation in our periodicals and non-marketing-related printed materials, but we are faced with having to decipher the phonetic ramblings of our friends in our instant communications.

"omg! ur sooo rite!"

Shh. It's okay. I know.

Pile the 'net and txt speak onto social networking platforms and the word geek in me goes crazy. I can't stop laughing! Okay. Example time:

The other day, a friend of mine on Facebook was looking for computer help and had another of his friends say, "Just take it to the Geek Squade at Beest buy."

I laughed for 10 minutes. Why? Verbalize it. The Geek Squade at Beast Buy. RAWR! I hope I never have to go to them for help.

Verbalization is where the magic happens for me. I'm not sure when the transition happened in my brain; I think it has to do with the phoneticization of instant communications. Once I started to sound those out when I was reading them to combat the rising ire of confronting constant misspellings, I started to sound everything out. Then? Then the comedy came.

On Twitter the other day, a new brewery that I follow announced that they were awaiting the arrival of their new Fermentor.


I just don't understand how it happens. You can't swing a cat without hitting a spell checker these days. Every word processor has one, Firefox has one. My phone corrects my spellings in text messages for crissakes. Do people not know what it means to have a little squiggly red line underneath a word? I thought that was kind of a given these days.

But it's okay! Ignore those little warnings. Nowadays, everybody could use a little more humor in their lives, and this is a wonderful, harmless little mirth injection.

So, don't worry about the fact that you didn't spell check that e-mail, or the fact that you're just throwing a small comment on Facebook or Twitter because, like, whatever... who cares about spelling? Sure! You're right! You might look like an idiot, but it's okay, because I'm laughing at you.


Writer, beer drinker, brewer. Not necessarily in the order. For more, check Top Fermented and Mystery Brewing Company.

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michelle von euw
6.22.09 @ 10:04a

I giggle when people write "alter" when they mean "altar." But my favorite is the posts that say, "Excuse my grammer." Hilarious.

dirk cotton
6.22.09 @ 9:46p

Have you seen the sign in Jimmy Johns (and my kids say they have seen it in Internet postings) about the research that shows your brain doesn't need to have words spelled right? I saw it yesterday, then read your piece and was reminded of it. It's pretty amazing.

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