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** spoiler omitted **It's a mineral....and I've managed to personally use about 50 of those misspellings this afternoon. I think Wikipedia is laughing at me.You don't want to know how many ways there are to misspell specualrite...I mean specularite.I'm not sure what "specularite" is, but I believe that there are 39,916,800 ways to misspell it.Misspellings aren't so bad. Or mispronunciations. Unless someone decides to make a big deal about it...and won't drop a simple slip of the tongue...
Not that I'm bitter...
Good one. Here's a related story:
She ran into trouble similar to Moff, but her word was "sarcophagus". She pronounced it "sar-ko-FAY-gus". My wife and her other friends enjoyed making fun of "the genius" for that one.
Most of my mispronunciations are word I've read much much more often than I've heard.
This is me. Every day.
I love when people rag Texas, smugly sniff their own farts, then move here to escape their utopian....wuhdya caw wun them gummits runnde by smort paypul uginn? Uh brainyockrissy?.I always felt like I never had an accent. Growing up in a suburb of Chicago and all. While I was working here in Colorado, a woman said to me that I had a strange accent. She said that she couldn't quite place it but would guess that I was from the Chicago land area.
Still not sure how she knew that.
I know! Chicagoans don't have accents. What are they talking about?
Holy moly. It turns out I love my wife!** spoiler omitted **
She's reading over your shoulder, isn't she?
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Well someone told me yesterday
That when you throw your love away
You act as if you don't care
You look as if you're going somewhere
But I just can't convince myself
I couldn't live with no one else
And I can only play that part
And sit and nurse my broken heart
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
Now no one's knocked upon my door
For a thousand years or more
All made up and nowhere to go
Welcome to this one man show
Just take a seat they're always free
No surprise no mystery
In this theatre that I call my soul
I always play the starring role
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely
So lonely...
It's fun when the PMG is surprised. Not, Zombie got Pooped on Fun, but hey, still very fun indeed!
Holy moly. It turns out I love my wife!** spoiler omitted **She's reading over your shoulder, isn't she?
And she'd been drinking. If PMG shows up late to work today, in sunglasses with bruises all over him...
Another slow morning. Can't people agree to be more available while I'm waking up and having coffee? Sheesh!
Morning Fawltonauts
How doth thou hangeth?
I am so glad I don't work in the area responsible for this .
Family game night at the AZ homestead wouldn't be the same without...
Remember. The vessel with the pestle has the brew that is true.
No no NO!
The pellet with the poison's in the vessel with the pestle; the chalice from the palace has the brew that is true!
I hope I got here in time!
Song of the Day:
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey,
butane in my veins so I'm out to get the junkie
with the plastic eyeballs, spraypaint the vegetables,
dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose,
kill the headlights and put it in neutral,
stockcar flaming with a loser in the cruise control,
baby's in Reno with the vitamin D,
got a couple of couches, sleep on the love seat,
someone came sayin' I'm a saint (I'm insane)
to complain about
a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt,
don't believe everything that you breathe,
you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve,
so shave your face with some mace in the dark,
saving all your food stamps for burning down the trailer park,
yo, cut it
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me,
double barrel buckshot,
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me,
forces of evil on a bozo nightmare,
ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
cause one's got a weasel and others got a flag,
one's on the pole, shove the other in the bag,
with the rerun shows and cocaine nose job,
the daytime crap of the folk singers slop,
he hung himself with a guitar string,
a slab of turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing,
I can't write if ya' can't relate,
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate,
and my time is a piece of wax, fallen on a termite,
who's chokin' on the splinters
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me
get crazy with the cheez-wiz,
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me
drive, by, body pierce
yo bring it on down
Soy
*(em llik uoy t'nod yhw os ybab resol a m'I, rodedrep nu yoS)
I'm a driver, I'm a winner
things are gonna' change I can feel it
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me
I can't believe it
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me
Sprechen sie deutsch, baby
Soy un perdedor, I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me
You know what I'm sayin'
You know? That one thing? Yes. I agree. It shouldn't be. But it is.
Trying to make FHDM explode again?Live camera in the little town where I lived in Japan: Mino-cho Webcams
The lower left one is Takase River. My friend Masa (who sent me this link) just moved to a new house here with his wife. The two little orange dots right next to each other below and to the right of it are the middle school (the box with the line through middle vertically) and the elementary school (the one that looks kinda like a closed umbrella). I lived *right* next to the junior high school, which is where I worked. The red circle is probably the town office...it was on my side of the river just down the road from the elementary school.
The camera the farthest right is Fureai Park - this is the onsen, or public bath, in town. This is also where I found my kitty Hikari, abandoned by her previous owners and surviving off lizards and bugs she could catch herself and food she could beg off the patrons of the onsen.
Well, I was deleting old emails and found the one with this link from a friend in Mino-cho.
Exploding FHDM out of jealousy is just a bonus! :)
Admit it. You just like spending time in the Joss Whedon box.
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Enjoy.
Going to school in Texas -- it took me a while before I figured out that "tar" was the round thing you changed on the car.My oldest sister pronounces pool, pull and pole exactly the same. And it's kind of a mix of PUll and pOLE. Kinda pOUl... or something like that.It's a mineral....and I've managed to personally use about 50 of those misspellings this afternoon. I think Wikipedia is laughing at me.You don't want to know how many ways there are to misspell specualrite...I mean specularite.I'm not sure what "specularite" is, but I believe that there are 39,916,800 ways to misspell it.Misspellings aren't so bad. Or mispronunciations. Unless someone decides to make a big deal about it...and won't drop a simple slip of the tongue...
Not that I'm bitter...
Some people are jerks.
>.>
Just sayin.
Especially those who can't let your/you're go. Geesh.
Or...
its/it's
two/too/to
they're/their/there
than/thenJerks...
My friend in South Carolina makes it sound like "tears" like you are tearing a page out of a book. She also teases me about being a black man from NY with a midwestern flat in terms of accent. I lost my light Brooklyn(note, not New York- BROOKLYN) accent when I was a kid when I moved to PA.
F&*( yeah it has it's own d@%^ languages. It's also great for wiping finger prints off of knives.It is a sponge of a language. It picks up everything, like a sham-wow.So...sham-wow has its own language?
No no NO!
The pellet with the poison's in the vessel with the pestle; the chalice from the palace has the brew that is true!
I hope I got here in time!
No!
That's the flagon with the dragon!
Or is it?
ARRGGHH!
Looks like another slow day...
morning.
Accents are funny. Most of the time I sound Canadian. Well, I'm from Michigan, practically the same thing anyways. ;)
But whenever I get really tired and I'm not paying attention to how I talk I sound English. I'm not English. I've never even been to England. I have no idea where the funny accent came from. Too much public tv as a child? Too much time with my Irish grandmother when I was learning to talk? Not a clue. Nobody else in my family has an English accent...
morning.
Accents are funny. Most of the time I sound Canadian. Well, I'm from Michigan, practically the same thing anyways. ;)
But whenever I get really tired and I'm not paying attention to how I talk I sound English. I'm not English. I've never even been to England. I have no idea where the funny accent came from. Too much public tv as a child? Too much time with my Irish grandmother when I was learning to talk? Not a clue. Nobody else in my family has an English accent...
Strange- for the first few months on the second job, everyone I ran into thought I was Canadian.
Strange- for the first few months on the second job, everyone I ran into thought I was Canadian.morning.
Accents are funny. Most of the time I sound Canadian. Well, I'm from Michigan, practically the same thing anyways. ;)
But whenever I get really tired and I'm not paying attention to how I talk I sound English. I'm not English. I've never even been to England. I have no idea where the funny accent came from. Too much public tv as a child? Too much time with my Irish grandmother when I was learning to talk? Not a clue. Nobody else in my family has an English accent...
lol. Yeah, in my case it's from living near the Canadian border. Ehs and all. Which I'll swear I don't ever say, except that those around me tell me that while I've cut back a lot I still say eh from time to time. :)
And every so often my husband just can't stand it anymore and starts yelling that a boot is an article of clothing. Which usually leads to an argument since I said about not a boot. No pause. Sure the vowel sound is the same, but it's one word not two. Surely this should be clear by now. :)
Hmmm....I'm getting hungry. I slept right through breakfast time. Time for lunch. :)
Did you grow up in the UP? I'm from Dearborn, then Grand Rapids...and I've never been told I sound Canadian. Just Yankee. Crazy Texans.
But are you a Yankee or a Damn Yankee?
Morning FAWLT. How is everyone today?
I'm from Chicagoland but spent a lot of my childhood with Scottish grandparents. So I'm standard Midwest with a few rolled r's, which I've noticed a lot of people do anyway. The Scottish accent only comes out when I'm raging furious.
I'm from Chicagoland but spent a lot of my childhood with Scottish grandparents. So I'm standard Midwest with a few rolled r's, which I've noticed a lot of people do anyway. The Scottish accent only comes out when I'm raging furious.
Luckily that doesn't happen often. Right? :)
Did you grow up in the UP? I'm from Dearborn, then Grand Rapids...and I've never been told I sound Canadian. Just Yankee. Crazy Texans.
Chicago, the UP, about an hour south of the bridge, and then way down in the corner next to Indiana. My family are from East Jordan/Boyne City area and sound about the same as I do.
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Rochester has one of the most irritating accents ever. Somehow I don't have it too badly, but some people I've heard... It's like nails on a chalkboard. All nasally and shrill. Case in point: in the native accent, the O in Rochester as pronounced almost identically to the A in apple, especially if you took pains to project that A through your nose.
I wonder if Erkel was based on a Rochester accent...
I'm from Chicagoland but spent a lot of my childhood with Scottish grandparents. So I'm standard Midwest with a few rolled r's, which I've noticed a lot of people do anyway. The Scottish accent only comes out when I'm raging furious.
So what like every day living with Studpuffin. ;)
EDIT: Treppa and SP enjoy I am averting my eyes.