Once upon a time, there was a company which had a vast scrap yard in the middle of the desert. Wise and powerful people in the Company looked upon the scrap yard and said, "Someone may steal from it at night." So they created a night watchman position and hired a person for the job. 

The last few days I’ve had the occasion to be involved in various aspects of the editing game. With this on my mind, I was looking at the books above my desk and glanced upon one of the references I keep handy – by Arthur Plotnik. Since David Salierno had just reminded me (by example) how much I need an editor to ensure proper completion of my humor pieces, I grabbed it and opened a page at random where I stumbled across the description of an editor who compulsively looked for broken p’s in galley proofs. 

Some of my favorite Internal Audit haikus

Two weeks ago I had the pleasure of attending (and presenting at) the Western Regional Conference in Disneyland. It was quite a hardship being forced to go to that location but I … Heck, who do I think I’m fooling? Did I mention it was at Disneyland?! *Old man jumps and dances in boyish glee.* Okay, maybe you’ll want to skip that picture. Did I mention it was Disneyland? Anyway …