The Grammar Police Officer Raises His Photogenic Head

Recently, I received a weird complement from a woman about my "photogenic" memory.  While I might be cute, or even adorable, some might even say I am boyishly handsome (it's the hair, women dig the hair), I'm pretty sure she meant to say "photographic."  At least it gave me the idea to star in the next round of print ads more my store BookNotes.  However, I didn't correct her.  Not on the fact she used the wrong word, nor that the preferred term is "eidetic" (one of my most favorite words), or even that I don't have such a good memory.  I have been told that it come off as being rude, even when I am only trying to help.  That is why I almost went into journalism; as an editor, I could correct people for a living.  Okay, maybe I like to show off a little too.  I have had some many interests and hobbies, I just need to explain certain points.  While I have a pretty good memory at times, I have to work on it.  For instance, I couldn't tell you the names of any of my classmates from my last two-and-a-half years of college.  Maybe the one who wrote the nationally distributed comic book, but only if pressed and even then I might get it wrong.  Yet, I can tell you something about any of my former/current interests, even from years ago, and still be right the majority of the time.  When I was in grade school, I was the science geek.  I studied archeology, astronomy, geology, meteorology, and paleontology; you know, the basics.  I also had a liking for new age topics, or what many booksellers refer to as Body, Spirit, & Mind.  I read on parapsychology, metaphysics, mythology, cryptozoology, and astrology; basically, any mystical/magical tradition or belief.  By the time I got to high school, I was firmly into the liberal arts and humanities. I was drawn to literature, music, theater, and the fine arts, even as I got stuck as the science geek.  Still, my interest in the Romantics, Surrealism/Dada, and even acting hung true.  This doesn't even cover my wide range of hobbies that I developed.  In the late 1980's and early 1990's, I was drawn to cooking Italian/Italian-American cuisine.  I became an amateur tarotist, mostly from a historical context (I'm surprised Dan Brown hasn't tapped into this for his next Robert Langdon novel; if he doesn't, I might).  By the late 1990's, I turned to tabletop role-playing games as well as weightlifting (I needed to get fit again).  In the early 2000's, I became a NASCAR aficionado and became enamored of the steampunk ethos.  Recently, I took up social media (duh) and My Little Pony:  Friendship Is Magic [the previous statement does not necessarily reflect the views of this blog, even if true, unfortunately].  And that is just the tip of the iceberg.  I guess I do show off a bit, don't I?  Still. I can expose quite a bit on any of this, although none of these are my favorites.  My longest craves have always been comic books, ever since a learned to read via them when I was four.  My other favorite interest has been puzzles and games, what this blog is ostensibly about, if barely.  Although that woman made a mistake, I didn't by correcting her.  However, I did make a mistake in my blog, at least one that I will admit to.  There is a deliberate misspelling.  If there are more, I won't say, but at least this statement covers all the bases.