Language is fascinating. I wish I could go back and retake my History of the English Language course again, as I am no longer 19, and consistently semi-stoned.
Jayne ,'The Message'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
OTOH, we do things like pay complete strangers nice compliments. There's no reason for doing that, but to make someone feel nice.
And sometimes we see an Indian dude walking out of a bank and say "Namaste," probably to make him feel nice, but instead we totally make him feel weird and Other-tastic. There is no winning!
I've also got the first-generation, no grandparents born here thing going for me. Or against.
And sometimes we see an Indian dude walking out of a bank and say "Namaste,"
All I can ever think of when I hear/read "namaste" is "namaste, motherfucker!" And I can't remember who here coined that.
Anyone?
At the greatest point I am fourth generation, from peasant stock. So I always think I want to take to my bed like a Victorian Maiden, but n realty, my ancestors were busy being servants, and could not afford that luxury!
Oops, meant fourth, not third. None of my great grandparents were from the US.
I wish we had some more counterspace, Sue.
This picture shows all the counter and cupboard space in my kitchen. [link] It would make the baby Jeebus cry. I have a freestanding wooden island that I bought and use for food prep, but I need more storage space.
My kitchen is long and narrow, so I'd like to turn the kitchen around and put cupboards along the long wall, maybe even do an L. I wish I was handy and could do it myself...I'd like to do it sooner than later.
ETA picture.
And I can't remember who here coined that.
I'm pretty sure it was Kat.
In Kathmandu, it's a constant chorus of "namaste." You make eye contact, accidental or not, and you must exchange it. It wasn't until the last few days that "motherfucker" didn't echo in my head. t /bad
eta: totally a crosspost!
ION, 6 clementines and pink lady are 2 clementines too many for my guts. Oops.
And sometimes we see an Indian dude walking out of a bank and say "Namaste," probably to make him feel nice, but instead we totally make him feel weird and Other-tastic. There is no winning!
Dude, you get so much random Othering. WTF, Humans?
And sometimes we see an Indian dude walking out of a bank and say "Namaste," probably to make him feel nice, but instead we totally make him feel weird and Other-tastic. There is no winning!
True, true. I've been guilty of being the tool when I was thrilled to be able to use simple sentences in Spanish. Now, I generally wait to listen to a person before I make MYSELF feel cool by breaking out my sad little snippets of politesse.
Older, somewhat wiser.