Welcome to the latest installment of NYT CorrectionWatch(tm), in which a minor blunder produces minor hilarity and profound self-flagellation:

Because of an editing error, an article on Wednesday about a 50th-anniversary edition of the book The Elements of Style misspelled part of the publisher's name. The publisher is Pearson/Longman,...

Come on, New York Times. It pains me (albeit, only a tiny bit) to have to point out once again where you've blundered, but I can't let this go. It's true, the Charlton Heston Obituary Debacle was embarrassing, but this one is just downright hilarious.

From April...

The entire country beset by storms, umbrellas -- an at once brilliant (a little roof you carry with you) and unwieldy (given bags and winds and the inevitable presence of other umbrella-carriers) necessity -- explode across the urban landscape. In aerial view, any city in a storm
is...

Today brings even more peculiarities from the Department of Corrections at the Grey Lady.

An obituary on Sept. 14, 2007, about a photo historian and innovative dealer in photographic equipment misspelled his surname at one point. He was Fred Spira, not Shira. It also misspelled his given...

Okay, far be it from me to obsessively follow the fascinating twists and turns of a dead actor's constantly changing obituary, but come on, New York Times. Now it's just embarrassing.

From today's corrections:

An obituary on April 7 and in some copies on April 6 about the...

So Charlton Heston, actor & gun-lover, died on Saturday night. The New York Times ran his obituary on Sunday, and since has had to issue a string of corrections that are so ridiculous that they make one wonder who on earth is driving the bus over there.

This ran...

I have some ongoing gripes about Maureen Dowd, but today's column, "Should Hillary Pretend to Be a Flight Attendant?," manages to sum up a bunch of recent studies about intelligent women and their attractiveness to men, young women's income superiority as a hindrance in dating, what men and...

Recently viewed: Dedication, a weird twist on the three-act romantic comedy in which the dashing hero (the Hugh Grant character) is replaced with the attractive, mean-but-damaged OCD guy (Billy Crudup) and the female lead is replaced by an enthusiastically eyelined Mandy Moore. The plot is vaguely compelling, sort of...

I'm still a little shaky from my two-minute dance with destiny at this year's Jewish Book Network Meet the Author event. Described aptly as "somewhere between JDate and a camel auction" in Rachel Donadio's essay in this week's New York Times Book Review, the night was one more in...