I am going to start posting typos and other linguistic errors I find around the web on this blog. Because it's easy, and it amuses me. Also, I just got back from California last night, and I can't sleep. I slept great when I was in California -- bless the suburbs for their dark, peaceful quiet and spacious bedrooms -- but here I am back in New York and back on the Ambien, which I hope is only temporary. (The Ambien, that is. New York's got its hooks in me. I just wish it were quieter, darker, and had bigger bedrooms.)
I'd never watched a Gordon Ramsay show before yesterday, but I caught an episode of "Master Chef" on the plane, and then tonight was the next new episode, so I watched that because nothing else was on. Ah, summer: the period of time when there's no good TV, which should free me up to do actual work and productive things, but somehow it doesn't.
Well, dang blast it if my pristinely empty DVR might now have to be filled up with this show, because I find myself rooting for that blind chick to win it all. Christine Ha, one of the cooking contestants, is blind -- not blind as in "she's blind to the ways of the world" or "blinded by love" or even "blind" as I call myself because I need glasses to see three inches in front of me. She literally can't see. And somehow or other she manages to keep cooking great food, even when she had to cook a live crab that was snapping at her hands and bit her finger without her being able to stop it. Or when she put an apple pie in the oven and had to take it out without knowing what the crust looked like.
A likable reality show contestant is a rare thing, but even the other contestants on the show are supporting and applauding this woman, though eventually she may have to stop it with the crying. (In this case, however, the tears are somewhat understandable.) There was also one douchebag of a contestant who, having won an advantage in an earlier challenge, picked a live crab for her knowing it would cause problems, with her inability to see and all. But the joke was on him, because she won the challenge with a bright-looking crab ceviche. I hope she makes up t-shirts that read, "Ha, I can cook" or or "Ha, how you like them apples?" or just "Ha HA, douchebag."
Anyway, I went looking for some bio information on her, and this is what I found:

Fist blind? Am I a perv (don't answer that) for thinking that's some kind of sexual reference? Maybe she was blinded because someone punched her with a fist? Or is "fist blind" a term for the loss of ability to see your fist? "I'm sorry! I can't give you that fist-bump, I'm fist-blind!"
Click on the article itself, and you'll see that the word has been corrected to "first." Booooring.