My dad made a joke about resistance being futile when he talked to them and they had never heard that before.
My boss told me that her daughter works with a guy whose first name is Rohan. This guy is a foreign student, and he mentioned that in the university's international student organization, there's another guy whose first name is Rohan.
(This is a long setup for a silly comment.)
My boss asked her daughter, "So when they get together, do they call themselves Rohirrim?"
My boss told me about it because she said I would be the only person in the office who would get it.
Seriously??
Apparently. It's hard to believe.
That's awesome, Tep.
My boss told me about it because she said I would be the only person in the office who would get it.
I am very sad that no one in my office knows I would get that. On the other hand, I am hiding.
I cued up the Journey during my lunch break. So now I have to start listening to All The Music all over again.
People are making no sense today, I had a dentist appointment, cramps and a bloody nose. Thank you, Wednesday.
I'd be incapable of not calling them Rohirrim.
I'd still like to know how collective names are decided. I mean, why Rohirrim (which I love beyond measure, IJS), and not Rohanians? Rohanites? Rohanese? Who decides? Is it a grammatical function of the language? In which case, why Ohioans and not Ohioese? Floridanites? Texasites? My whole life I've attempted to find out what the rules are about this...nobody knows! Or if they know, they won't tell me!
The movie theater in my home town was not nearly as grand as that amazing bookstore--much smaller, with only one mezzanine and two boxes, but in much the same style, with a center leaded lace glass medallion and painted ceiling, Athena and horses and chariot over the proscenium arch, plaster rosettes and garlands everywhere, and curved stone-faced walls. The accoustics were wonderful for live performances. It was one of two indoor theaters until I was in my teens, so I saw half my childhood movies there. And of course there was the Saturday morning Battle of the Bands held onstage for local bands.
When strip malls sprang up in the suburbs, each one boasting a theater, later a cineplex, the downtown theaters lost custom, and this one fell into disuse and disrepair. Eventually, NC School of the Arts foundation bought it and converted it to exclusive live performance space, extending the stage into former audience space and reshaping the proscenium arch. Unfortunately Athena and her horses were destroyed, and so were the boxes. But the rest of the space was preserved, and is in constant use, so I suppose I should be grateful.
I had a dentist appointment, cramps and a bloody nose.
Wow. Have yourself a drink or three tonight, lady. You deserve it.
I'd still like to know how collective names are decided.
Tolkein pretty much invented an entire language for them, and that is how you make collective nouns in his language.
My whole life I've attempted to find out what the rules are about this...nobody knows! Or if they know, they won't tell me!
There was a question about this recently on A Way With Words, and for US geography, there are like eight rules that come into play, depending.
People in Utah are Utahns. Not Utahans. No letters between the H and the N.
I, however, am not a Utahn, I'm a person living in Utah. Sort of like a person living in exile. I may die here, but you can never take my--or something like that. And you can't take the sky from me, either.
