My alter-ego

"That’s a pretty lame superhero name,” I told him.  "Scooby-Doo is already taken,” he said with dignity. “Anything else sounds lame in comparison."   ~Patricia Briggs (Bone Crossed)

An actual conversation my neighbor and I had (as closely as I can remember):

Me: Nancy, do you see the sign for that new pizza place over there?  How would you pronounce that?

Nancy: Blazz Inn.  That's not right.

Me: Thank you.  Jeff suggested we try their pizza.  I told him I can’t eat there simply because of how they spell their business name.

Nancy: I have to agree with you.

Me: He also tried to tell me that it’s okay for them to spell “blazing” that way because “pizza” has 2 Z’s and they’re being cute. 

Nancy: He’s wrong.

Me: I think I’m going to become a superhero called “The Grammatically Correct Tagger”.  I will fix those kinds of signs with a can of red spray paint.  What do you think?

Nancy: That’s a good idea.  You’ll have to fix that one too.

And so my alter-ego was born…

I'm proud to present:

I'm still working on the GCT's equivalent of the bat-signal so, for now, you'll just have to email when you're in need of my corrective spray paint.  And I'm a new kind of superhero so there will be no wearing of spandex.