Close your eyes and hope for the best

I hate when I have a list of this many things to do and I only get this much done. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it... And yet for some reason it keeps happening. Today wasn't so bad - not like yesterday - but I still feel like a waste of space the majority of the time.

No matter, at least I'm not as dumb as this guy at the Mariners game last week:

So tell me, what exactly is a "strick"? How did he not notice the discrepancy between the spelling on his sign and the scoreboard, the jumbotron during "Take Me Out To The Ballgame," and every other place it was correctly written throughout Safeco Field?
By the way, an old guy brought the sign - he just happened to pass it off to a little kid right before I took the photo. Moron.

Another fine example of grammar misuse appeared on a pole between Joe's and Best Buy. I know, I know, people who deface public property are generally of lower intelligence anyway, but a part of me still hopes for the best. Hint: There are two mistakes in this pic.


This is fun! Maybe I'll make it my life goal to point out the flaws of others. Ha, as if I really need more of a reason to be judgmental...