I walk. I talk. I shop, I sneeze. I'm gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back. There's trees in the desert since you moved out. And I don't sleep on a bed of bones.

Buffy ,'Chosen'


Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


-t - Jan 07, 2011 8:06:30 am PST #15337 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I was taught that "one hundred one" is more correct than "one hundred and one" but they both mean 101.


tommyrot - Jan 07, 2011 8:08:34 am PST #15338 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

One hundred and one can't be 100.1. It's unclear.

Yeah. I don't see how you could omit the "point" here. I mean, it might make more sense that "ten one" is 10.1, but it's still wrong.


Consuela - Jan 07, 2011 8:19:21 am PST #15339 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

If we were talking about the freeway, I would put a the in front of it too.

Angeleno.

There is a bunch of BofA billboards at transit stops all over SF right now, talking about how you can check your bank account while you're "waiting for the MUNI" or "the BART". ::tears hair::

It's so annoying there's even an article in the Chronicle about it.


§ ita § - Jan 07, 2011 8:21:14 am PST #15340 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

The BofA ads here say you can bank while in line for the taco truck. Huh.


Kathy A - Jan 07, 2011 8:29:59 am PST #15341 of 30001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

Chicagoans tend to throw "the" before grocery store names, as well as making the store names possessive. So, instead of "Jewel," we go to "the Jewel's." It's a thing.

We call local highways by their honorary names instead of the numbers, so instead of "94," it's "the Edens," which makes traffic reports difficult for nonresidents to interpret. Traffic reporters never mention highway numbers--it's always "the Kennedy is 53 minutes from O'Hare to the Hubbard tunnel; the Tri-State is 22 minutes from Lake Cook to Dempster; the Jane Adams is clear."


lcat - Jan 07, 2011 8:30:31 am PST #15342 of 30001
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

For lunch style protein, back in the day when my kids wouldn't eat sandwiches, I'd send jerky or a hunk of summer sausage. You need to be careful because of the sodium but both are high in protein, easy to pack and are particularly good for kids who generally aren't hungry at lunch.


tommyrot - Jan 07, 2011 8:34:35 am PST #15343 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

We call local highways by their honorary names instead of the numbers, so instead of "94," it's "the Edens," which makes traffic reports difficult for nonresidents to interpret.

I still don't know what highways the honorary names correspond to. But then I generally don't listen to traffic reports.


P.M. Marc - Jan 07, 2011 8:34:51 am PST #15344 of 30001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Who among you thinks "one hundred and one" means 100.1?

o.0?


P.M. Marc - Jan 07, 2011 8:36:43 am PST #15345 of 30001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Chicagoans tend to throw "the" before grocery store names, as well as making the store names possessive. So, instead of "Jewel," we go to "the Jewel's." It's a thing.

Huh. Maybe that's where my MiL gets it from. Her mother's from Chicago, and she *was* born there (though raised in Texas).


tommyrot - Jan 07, 2011 8:37:26 am PST #15346 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Deep Lard Horizon: 250,000 gallons of beef fat spill in Houston Ship Channel

Over at Good.is: "Early Tuesday evening, approximately 250,000 gallons of beef fat spilled out of a shore-based storage tank owned by Jacob Stern & Sons, an agri-products company specializing in the resale of 'value-added oleochemicals.' Fifteen thousand gallons of the fat then found its way into the Houston Ship Channel through a storm drain."