When I was in the Army all those years ago, I was interested in the slang – and how it is created. It seemed that the slang – and phrases – used in the military comes from wars current and past.
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For the last couple of months, a German friend and I have been meeting once a week to have lunch at a German restaurant. It is our town’s only German restaurant, in an improbable place hidden back in a strip mall.
But they have even had a German TV crew fly out from Germany to film it and interview the patrons. I even caused a cute young German camera woman to laugh when I told her a joke in German. Or maybe she was laughing at my German – some things you don’t want to put under the magnifying glass. Although the natives say my German “ist gut“, I tend to think it sounds more like this. It’s about a 25 mile drive each way from my house but hey, they have 20-30 kinds of German beer! This place is better than a lot of……German restaurants in Germany. The food is great, too. I didn’t get the nickname of Bratwurst in the Army for nothin’.
I tend to move slowly when it comes to trying new ways of doing things. Didn’t even get a smart phone until 4 years ago – now I am constantly using it. As I didn’t want to pay $100+ for cable (or satellite) TV out here, I stayed with “antenna TV”. Until 2-3 years ago I then bought a Roku device and started streaming Netflix – now other than one show on Fridays on CBS – Netflix has been my new domicile. Streaming, though, depended on my getting a fast Internet connection – even the DSL didn’t hack it. Unless you want your program to start, stop, rebuffer, start – repeat….So I didn’t try streaming until I got a fast Internet connection.
By lex, on October 9th, 2011
The thing about flying for a living?
Is that it doesn’t, when the press is on, leave a whole lot of time for other things. You can’t phone one in from the only seat in the Kfir. As yet.
I’ve got a couple of good posts floating around inside the cranium. Just need the time to liberate them.
Until then, talk amongst yourselves.
In California at least, go by any strip mall and if there is a manicurist, the odds are overwhelming that the owner and employees are Vietnamese. In fact, I have never seen one in years that wasn’t staffed by Vietnamese.
I always wondered why this was inevitably so, and yesterday got my answer.
H/T to one of the Lexicans
By lex, on February 3rd, 2011
To the rest of my countrymen shivering in the darkness and trying to dig out from the freakishly cold winter storm * that has blanketed half the nation from those of us in Sandy Eggo: We totally feel your pain.
I myself had to turn on the heater this morning after getting out of bed. The house was that chilled.
It’s noon and I’m still wearing a sweater.
We get it.
* 10-16-2018 Link Gone; no replacements found – Ed.