There are no visual “trailers” this week, but I do warn you to be prepared for weirdness with next week’s new Arlo & Janis strips, available here and, of course, in newspapers everywhere. Well, not everywhere. If that were true, I’d be driving a much nicer vehicle.
218 responses to “Dog of Love”
Which possibly makes Louisiana, north to south, the most linguistically diverse state in the Union.
My accent self-adjusts according to my audience, as does my vocabulary. When necessary (as when I had to rescue my AF buddy’s wife), I can sound like I was reared in a redneck beer bar. Conversely, I’ve been asked by physicians if I am a physician myself, which I am not.
I suspect that is true to some extent for many people.
Having just experience a couple of drastic time changes over 3 weeks ago. If my body was a computer, it either crashed or got re-booted…or both! Having had sleep issues and using a CPAP machine, I was very conscious of my reaction to the sleep deprivation. I went to bed early for the first two nights and by the 3rd or 4th night, I was asleep by 10:00 and up by 6:00 AM. Once I got home on Friday, I went to bed at 10:00 on Friday and Saturday and woke up at 10:00 both days. I was fine for the rest of the week.
Now there were other items in my regular routine that did become irregular…if you get my drift. I suppose that might get affected by a one hour change in time. However I went to Mass Saturday night and went to bed at 10:00, getting up at 9:00 (8 really). So no issues this morning.
Ghost: A lot of states get a big difference in speech patterns. Indiana and Illinois come to mind. I lived in the northeast part and speak pretty Midwestern. Those who live in the Northwest near Chicago, might pick up a Chicago accent. Those who live south of the 40 (US 40 or now I-70) start to have a more pronounced twang to their voices. Going to Purdue we got the full gamut, not including all of the students from all parts of the world.
Ghost is right about Louisiana extremes. South of New Orleans there are still Spanish speaking residents who speak 18th century Spanish mixed with Portuguese. The Acadiana speak French as far north as mid state. The western state speaks Texan and the Delta speaks soft Mississippi mixed with a lot of African American. The hills in middle are Appalachian.
I think the isolation preserved much that is now being lost.
There’s still much variation in accent in a small area, the UK. As mentioned here before, This is sometimes brought out among the readers of the 9 Lessons in the annual 24 Dec. celebration of 9 Lessons and Carols [more than 9] at Kings College Chapel, Univ. of C., C., UK. If you haven’t heard them, don’t blame me. I remind you most years.
‘Enry ‘Iggins rages about this diversity in ‘Why can’t the English …’ in ‘My Fair Lady’ [which is right up there w/ G&S in my book]. His ‘Hymn to Him’ is another gem, and profound.
Peace,
Ghostly Observation: Sometimes I impress myself with the smart things I say or do. Then there are the times when I try to get out of Bullet with my seatbelt buckled.
Smigz:
Glad to hear that you like their music!
I took home two of their CDs and can strongly recommend them.
Jackie:
I’m envious. You are truly blessed to have had such relatives in your family.
Ghost,
You hit the nail on the head about the diverse language in Louisiana. There is a big difference between North LA and South LA and a bunch of different points in between and also East and West. One problem, everybody has discovered crawfish and, of course, the price has gone up. When I was a youngster, we had to go catch them on the side of the highway. I’ve only had boiled crawfish once this season. Looking forward to many more meals of the little “ditch bugs”! My wife, whose family emigrated from Italy like mine, makes the best ettouffe around(spell check wanted to make it “pouffe”!) We’ve had it twice this year. Good eating, feeds many with rice!
God bless us every one. God bless the USA.
Yes, dom, as I’ve stated before, I love me some mud bugs. (Mostly boiled and in étouffée, but I recently had some fried and liked them.) And yes, they were once relatively unknown and therefore available and affordable. Someone must have told the yuppies and hipsters about them.
Debbe 😉 Ever had any of this to eat, hon?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pa2Tl5BeK-U
GR 😉 if I did, I didn’t know it at the time 🙂
I wonder where some of these ladies are today….some 47 years later….hmmmm!!!!! Some convalescent home somewhere asking if it is time for their ‘meds’ yet.
There’s a bridge of sighs there somewhere……
oops, link didn’t work…..ladies o woodstock
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u2ptOMYIfj4
Was listening to Robin Trower’s ‘Bridge of Sighs” when I came across that video…..good grief, so many eons ago.
DST doesn’t bother my body much. As an OTR trucker, I learned to slip in naps as needed to make the deadlines work without cooking my logbook too much. Such as dealing with delivering in Los Angeles at 05:00 PST and picking up my next load that evening at 22:00 for a delivery in Las Vegas at 07:00 with more drops in the Mesquite/St George area later that afternoon.
What bothers me most is that the outdoor recreation companies and enthusiasts benefit while school kids are getting clobbered by drivers who need a week or two to make the adjustment. They may as well be driving drunk.
All this crawfish talk has me thinking I need to use that $10 off coupon I have for our local purveyor of Louisiana cooking (http://tibbys.com/) Now do I want my crawfish in etouffee or with fried green tomatoes and remoulade?
R.A.: Both! 🙂
Debbe 😉 Most all of the ones that survived are drawing Social Security benefits now. How’s that for a weird thought?
TR, there may be some reason for this other than the driver being an Alpha Hotel, but the last time I pulled up to a turnpike toll booth behind an 18-wheeler, I waited…and waited…and waited. Finally the truck pulled off, and I pulled up to booth, where the toll taker grinned at me and asked, “You’re not paying in pennies, are you?”
“Ma’am?” I inquired.
“That’s what the guy in front of you just did. Nineteen dollars and fifty cents.”
And apparently one at a time, from the amount of time it took.
I wasn’t fond of tolls (going through Chicago on a run was a major pain because of multiple booths to pay at), but I always had exact change ready with nothing smaller than a quarter if possible. Local drivers had some sort of electronic fast pass, so they did the bulk of the smaller loads. Some jurisdictions have tripled the fares since I last drove a rig through them in 2008. The company reimburses the drivers, but you have to take a moment to get the receipt.
Getting antsy to go somewhere before my knee surgery. Thinking about New Mexico and Colorado.
Hey Debbe I’m older than those ladies and I am not in a nursing home 🙂
“Way back when” I knew many farmers that did not reset their clocks to DST.
“The cows don’t reset their clocks” or milking times.
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Now I have to drive to work in the dark again.
Happy “Pi Day”!
Debbe: Re ‘ladies o woodstock’ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u2ptOMYIfj4 They remind me of a song they and others sang then, ‘They’re all made out of ticky-tacky and they all look just the same.’ Peace,
Jackie, go visit Nancy in AZ.