In a rant on Donald Trump and AIPAC, I referred to the frighteningly real candidate for President as Mr. I'm-My-Own-Advisor.
At least, I tried.
I typed it, and Lenore the Lenovo's grammar consultant went into a red ziggy frenzy. The Grammarian In Charge looked at that last word and she wanted that o to be an e. She was brooking no resistance.
I went to dictionaries, both on-line and on paper, and was told that the o is less prevalent than the e but that both are appropriate. I am free to choose.
I spent an inordinate amount of time wondering why advisor looked more Presidential. Adviser seems less important to my eye, for no reason that I can conjure. An adviser can be your barber; an advisor sounds as if she's trained for the role.
I gave in and used Adviser in that post; but it's been bothering me ever since. This is my attempt to set things right.
This is where my brain goes when all my teams are losing.