I think this might just be the only task manager that would compel me to get off my lazy ass and do things.
Hooray for this MeFi thread. I’ve been thinking that I was maybe secretly retarded all this time.
For instance: Until my mid 20′s I pronounced the word pamphlet pamp-let. Pretty embarrassing when you’re producing them for a living.
I still cannot seem to say ancient properly. My stupid mouth wants to say AINGK-shunt. I think it must be a southern verbal tic. Now I have a total complex about it so of course I say it wrong every time – except now I get nervous and say it wrong veeery slooowly. Ugh.
For most of my life I thought gospel was pronounced gos-full. But it’s okay, I probably only sounded stupid to the christian kids and they didn’t like me anyway.
Oh, and it wasn’t until Harry Potter came out that I learned that what I had thought was the most beautiful girl’s name ever, wasn’t pronounced HERM-ee-own, but rather Her-miny and rhymed with “her hiney”.
My most recent embarrassment was when Sunday was here visiting and kept giggling at me every time I said the word strength. When I asked what was so funny she was like “No! It’s totally cute!” (yes. like a gimpy cat is cute). I had no idea I was leaving out the g. No idea. When I heard someone saying “strenth” the other day I had this horrible little time travel moment where I flashed back to all the times I must have sounded like a walleyed hill person.
The irony of all this is that I think this mainly afflicts people who read a lot. Dammit, it’s not like I read a book with a dictionary in the other hand.
To make matters worse when I look things up now I have a tendency to automatically use Wikipedia, which uses that goddamn international phonetic guide. How the hell is the Ω symbol supposed to help me pronounce a word?? Yotz.
But I feel better.
(There is a ton of other great stuff in this thread that I had no idea about. I mean, Arby’s = RBs = Roast Beef. Right. Jesus, of course.)
Looks like a very beautiful and altogether depressing film. But all I was thinking about while watching this was how much I wish I could live in Japan for a while.
So yeah, it kills me.
Ever since Gertie had all her bottom teeth pulled this has been going on. And while I’m genuinely sad about her losing her teeth, I’d be lying if I said this thing that’s happening right here didn’t delight me to no end.
And good gawd, every time she tries to nibble on things now and just winds up impotently gumming them— I have to try very hard not to squeal and laugh at her. It hurts her feelings, you know.
Look what I got today for no reason. Well, Aaron’s great, that’s a reason.
I’ve got tons of acorn tops that I’ve been meaning to do something crafty with forever. Maybe he got tired of waiting to see what I’d do with them and gave me the results of a less lazy person. Works for me.
The crazy delicious results of Aaron’s blueberry picking mania.
For a month I had to listen to his alarm going off every other day reminding him to check if the blueberry farm was open. And then he got up at an insane hour on his day off, drove 2 hours and wound up with a wicked sunburn. But oh man, was it worth it.
Fuck Yeah Pie.
Ok! so the WordPress blog is coming back from the dead.
The 3.0 upgrade was too sessy and now that I can post with the tumblr style bookmarklet there’s really no reason not to move everything back over here.
I’m going to merge all my tumblr posts into this blog so prepare for an onslaught of new/old posts and for things to maybe get published multiple times and just be borked in general. Sorry if it gets annoying but everything will be back to normal soon.
I’ve been seriously wanting to take a road trip lately. I was thinking about places to go in Nevada when I saw this weird fantastic geyser on TV today. WTF?!
Unfortunately it’s on private property and not open to the public, which is a shame since it’s close to some other places I’d like to go.