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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm not EVEN going to repeat the one I've heard. Possibly not ridiculous, but patently offensive on any number of levels.
Frank is very helpful in pointing these things out without actually SAYING them (thinks back to our conversation off the local news at the Boston Beerworks while waiting for KristinT and the gang).
Whiiiiiiiine. It's raining, and it's going to rain ALL DAY. Rain = stuck inside = cranky baby = tired mama.
Maybe there's a movie we can go see.
[eta: As evidence of just how stir-crazy we're going, I offer up this picture of how we've been amusing ourselves.]
That picture is hilarious! As are many of the previous ones.
I don't know about being stuck inside, but I sure wish I wasn't at work! Stupid work. I just want to bang on the drum all day!
Rain = stuck inside = cranky baby = tired mama.
I hear ya! It's pissing rain here--enough that I don't want to take the kids outside, even to go to the gym. If it clears up later, we'll go but for now, Owen's watching a very annoying kids' show and Olivia is playing with cookie sheets.
Vampire baby is CUTE. One of the perks of having a kid is amusing yourself by taking funny pictures.
Ugh. I've been at work for 20 minutes, and there's an email conversation from last night that I don't want to read, and a voicemail message that I don't want to hear.
And now the person I don't want to deal with this morning has just walked in. I suspect he'll be coming over to my cube soon.
Scola, you need to make a camouflage cubicle curtain with an empty chair.
With all this pronounciation discussion, I'm surprised nobody has pointed out that there's no such place as New Or-LEENZ. Or-LEENZ Parish, yes. But the city is New OR-lunz, New (or N') AW-lunz, or (for the old school) New OR-lee-unz.
Oh, and I also have only ever heard WAW-keh-shaw for the town where I had my first job.
I'm surprised nobody has pointed out that there's no such place as New Or-LEENZ.
It's a pretty useful Yankee detector.
Scola, you need to make a camouflage cubicle curtain with an empty chair.
That is so awesome.
Somehow, even after I lived there for four years, no one in my family can pronounce New Orleans properly. They all either say New Or-LEENZ or a clearly-jokey N'Awlins. I don't know what's so difficult about New OR-linz, but none of them can remember it.