I tell ya' man, I'm lucky. Four weeks from now, I'll be married, Insha'allah. (If you haven't met my fiancee Folake, or heard about her, I'll tell you in a minute.) I'd say that four weeks is still a good ways off, but the last 9 months of engagement have kinda screamed along. Perhaps that's due to the fact that six of those months have been spent preparing for a little one. As it is, June 16th is the day I've been preparing for my entire life.
I've always been very particular about grammar. Sentence structure, punctuation, appropriate usage, correct spelling, rules and guidelines; these things have alway stuck out to me as supremely important. That isn't to say that I don't break the rules from time to time, purposefully, and even by accident occasionally, to boot.
Our friend Peter, the master visual storyteller has done it again. I am sufficiently bummed out to be sitting here behind my desk working due to checking out one of