Shit. We misspelled Eeyore. Well, I misspelled it, T passed it on and our editor missed it. This depresses me more than usual. I’m a terrible speller. I chalk this up to my right brain putting my left brain on mute while I’m writing. Kinda like how beer puts my frontal lobe on mute so I can enjoy America’s Got Talent.
But it’s so unfair to Eeyore. He has enough to worry about…
…starting with that nail in his butt.
As touchy as Disney is about the whole Pooh/Eeyore/Tigger franchise–which in a just world they’d've had to give up the rights to years ago–it’s probably just as well. Now you can claim that “Eyeore” is in fact someone else–a one-eyed myopic owl with a magnifying glass and a deerstalker hat, for example…