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I Need a Hero

I want to say that something like this is way out of the ordinary for KSL horse ads, but tragically, this is the rule more than the exception.


Sideways pictures, indifference (or ignorance?) to the apostrophe, space bar is optional, she misspelled quarter not once but twice, I have no idea what a Gorolla is (could you possibly mean grulla???) but apparently it means covered in slivers, and I would love to see that horse do some DERSAGE, and, my personal favorite, clearly, repeatedly, shamelessly misspelled the word "AND."

AND.

I get it. You don't need to go to school to sell/breed/raise/train horses. You don't need to spell to be in the know and win classes and pay your bills.

But judging by the number of inbred, skinny, neglected rescue horses being given away on KSL, I would say it wouldn't hurt anyone in the horse industry to up their game a little, eh?



Now that I have that out of the way, expect a post on Minneapolis soon, as well as a few photos from the Evans family reunion in July, which was an emotional, spiritual, physical and equestrianical (YES, TOTALLY A WORD) retreat in every possible way. I can't remember the last time I was so happy. 


Peace Out. And don't forget about spell-check.



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Alissa King said…
When your father see's this post he is going to write you a seriously long and misspelled comment that will make this woman look like a NASA scientist. In fact, it's possible he may have placed those ads himself...
August 9, 2012 at 10:09 AM
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