We have to type pretty fast to tell you all we want to about everyone’s towns every week in print and every day online. That means typos and, through re-reads and some reading aloud, I try to catch them or hope someone else on team Wiscasset Newspaper does before the words reach you. Finding the wrong ones is a relief and it can be fun.

I recently wrote full-time as fool time and thankfully caught it when hyphenating. And did you read this week about a tire from the car that one the Boss Hogg 150 at Wiscasset Speedway? No, you didn’t. Caught that one two, whew.

A typo or other gaff is just a good catch waiting to happen. It’s like when you are leaving for work or school and say, with a tap to the forehead, you forgot your lunch. Not so. You remembered your lunch!

That’s write: Go positive! Why knot? 

Homonyms are one of the coolest parts of language, for two reasons: One is the puns. What a drabber world of talk and reading it would be without them. And two, homonyms make you pay attention as a writer. They keep you on your toes. No matter the line of work or even in personal written and e-communication, a homonym on purpose as a play on words is good, but only if people realize your dry humor; otherwise, you look like you didn’t know you erred.

So I hope you got the ones I did on purpose hear, throughout this piece,  and if ewe aren’t sure which ones I meant and which ones I didn’t, I meant them awl. 

Week’s other positive parting thought: Ah, Red Sox, thanks for that last mathematically possible playoff thrill. Now how about those Patriots?