I've only looked at a handful of words and their modifications, and it's fascinating. Signing slow fv. fast means very slow. A teacher is a person who puts things in your head. A student is a person who puts things in their head. With the "agent" symbol.

Some of it reminds me of bits of Patois grammar where instead of "very" you just double your adjective, etc.

I did not sleep one second last night. I hope I fall over soon, but not too soon. And I better put my stupid glasses back on.

Yeah, what Hil said--I felt like we spent one whole semester on learning how to give directions and describe a room.

I took it because I was interested, and I"d wanted to take it during college but they didn't offer it. And because I was in DC and Gallaudet was right there. I liked it but (a) it met on Saturdays from 9-1, which seemed very early when I was 23, and (b) by the time I hit fourth or fifth semester they started acting like we were planning to become interpreters, and requiring a lot more stuff than I was prepared for (and throwing a fair bit of attitude, also).

I still find it fascinating, but then again, if I won the lottery one of the things I'd do is move a different place every few months/years, and take classes in the local language and stuff. I like language.

I am trying my hand at meatloaf again. I bought a box of food service gloves, and they make the experience much less oogy, plus the meat doesn't stick to the gloves the way it does to hands.

I mixed sharp cheddar in the meat and put a bunch in the middle of the meat loaf. I keep thinking cutting up some turkey sausage into chunks and mixing it in would be good too.

How many times have y'all wrote out a post. Read through it and then just deleted instead of posting?

I might do that more often than I post.

Go you with the innovative meatloafs, Connie! That sounds great.

That's really cool, Hil & meara, about ASL. The differences between languages are fascinating.

So I just got off the phone with the vet, and yeah, TNG has cancer. They are assuming I'll want to operate, and probably I will, except she is losing mobility pretty fast. I will want to talk to them about how fast the tumor will grow/metastasize, and how long she has if I don't operate.

Thing is, she is so sensitive a temperament that the slightest thing knocks her off. Just coming out of the mild sedation for the needle biopsy resulted in her having diarrhea all over the living room yesterday. I am having a hard time imagining how she'd do after actual surgery. Not well.

If she's only got a short time left, I want it to be a low-trauma as possible for her.

I'm sorry, Consuela. Poor dog, and poor you stuck with the hard decisions.

You and TNG have my sympathy, even though I would have named her DS9. :)

I have never eaten meatloaf. It looks like a really big flat meatballs, and I haven't had one of those in 35 or so years. Fufu, my mother would cook, but not fry chicken. She's kind of weird.

Theoretically speaking I could try it on my own, but I'm doubling over with lasagne lust at the mo. I still haven't really et solid food for a few days, and although I partly don't mind, I'm partly obsessed with the idea of lasagne. I have pasta sheets, probably mincemeat, lots of tomato product and the right seasonings. I might only need to buy cheese!

If she's only got a short time left, I want it to be a low-trauma as possible for her.

It's so hard to tell a critter that the recuperation they're suffering through is for a good thing.

Consuela, I'm sorry to hear it -- whatever the outcome, I wish you and TNG comfort.

Thanks, folks. She seems fine today; no accidents in the garage. (Although she did tear up the cushion I left with her, sigh.)

I have a Monday morning appointment with the oncologists. (Sorry, boss! Dog is more important.)