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When you park your car, open the door, look down:
ran a gizmo through the line that cut out the little bit of intruding roots. They looked hair-like in the video, apparently the capillary(?) roots and not the big ’uns.
Yes we do, and it's WONDERFUL!!! Humidity sucks.Do you got this ugly dry air in North America??
Man, I'm sick of March. Gimme APRIL, please!!
Meteorolgists say, the "Africa Low" brings the dry air from Sahara.
Depends on the area. In southwestern Ontario, Canada, the winter is dry, but otherwise it's often humidity central, so much so, we have an index called the - humidex. Like the windchill index in the winter, how cold it FEELS vice how cold it actually is, it "values" how HOT it feels to a human compared to the ambient temperature.Do you got this ugly dry air in North America??
Man, I'm sick of March. Gimme APRIL, please!!
Meteorolgists say, the "Africa Low" brings the dry air from Sahara.
The diction of most TV presenters would have my school English teacher frothing at the mouth. Maybe it's just the accent but on this side of the pond you will often hear temperature pronounced tempre-ture.TV weather people who leave the third of four syllables out of the word tem·per·a·ture.
Listen to how most people pronounce the word "comfortable": CUMF-tur-bull. Oh yeah, fine example of pronunciation.
Meanwhile, what I came here to complain about today is the irritating way computers and software address users with a phony, friendly familiarity that I find both presumptuous and obnoxious. I'm no stickler for form when it comes to dealing with humans, but unless I'm dealing with a quirky cat-owning android from Omicron Theta, I can't stand it when a computer tells me "Hey lizziemaine! We've got a few updates for you today! Please don't turn off your computer, OK?" You're going to thus waste half an hour of my valuable time loading in features I don't want and surveillance tools I'll disable and delete as soon as you're done, so don't waste my time further with your phony cheery goodwill. Just say "UPDATES REQUIRED. DO NOT TURN OFF" and get on with it.
Bonjour, je partage votre message à propos des pyjamas . C'est tellement plus agréable et confortable au lit sous la couette douillette. Cordialement.Il y a une autre chose très curieuse, que je n'ai pas mentionnée ici, avant.
Il y a un an, j'étais à l'hôpital, chambre à quatre lits. La nuit, on m'a encore rappelé que j'étais l'un des derniers Allemands classiques, dormant en vrais vêtements de nuit (dans ce cas, pyjama/pyjama shorty habituel ). Les autres en sous-vêtements.
Et cette curieuse tendance se poursuit depuis quelques années, ici. Dans ma génération (1984/85) et bien sûr les plus jeunes, les vrais vêtements de nuit disparaissent.
Mais pourquoi? Quel est le sens d'aller au lit en laissant vos sous-vêtements ? C'est inconfortable, c'est mauvais pour la peau.
Je veux dire, soit nu ou avec des vêtements de nuit.
Alors, quand cette curieuse tendance a-t-elle commencé ? Et pourquoi?? Je veux dire, les vêtements de nuit sont si bon marché sur les marques de magasins de bonne qualité. Tout le monde peut se le permettre.
That's "Cumf-TA-b'l" here in the Great Northeast. In addition to eliding post-vocalic Rs,we consider it good local form to avoid any unnecessary use of vowels.
I have often declared, and will declare again, that anyone, especially a TV meteorologist born anywhere west of Philadelphia who describes a weather event as a "nor'easter", as though they are honoring our local dialect by doing so, needs to get a building high-pressure system right up the funnel. We say "no'theasta." Deal with it.
Meanwhile, what I came here to complain about today is the irritating way computers and software address users with a phony, friendly familiarity that I find both presumptuous and obnoxious. I'm no stickler for form when it comes to dealing with humans, but unless I'm dealing with a quirky cat-owning android from Omicron Theta, I can't stand it when a computer tells me "Hey lizziemaine! We've got a few updates for you today! Please don't turn off your computer, OK?" You're going to thus waste half an hour of my valuable time loading in features I don't want and surveillance tools I'll disable and delete as soon as you're done, so don't waste my time further with your phony cheery goodwill. Just say "UPDATES REQUIRED. DO NOT TURN OFF" and get on with it.
My father hated bad language, he would say that the English language is capable of being fine tuned to a specific point that negates any need for profanities.I can't stand it when a computer tells me "Hey lizziemaine! We've got a few updates for you today! Please don't turn off your computer, OK?" You're going to thus waste half an hour of my valuable time loading in features I don't want and surveillance tools I'll disable and delete as soon as you're done, so don't waste my time further with your phony cheery goodwill. Just say "UPDATES REQUIRED. DO NOT TURN OFF" and get on with it.
My father hated bad language, he would say that the English language is capable of being fine tuned to a specific point that negates any need for profanities.
raises the blood pressure to the point where only that old English acronym, that was common centuries ago, which stands for:
Found Under Carnal Knowledge, acts like the valve on a pressure cooker.
Such a kindly compliment, thank you. Dad's language gift was akin to those for whom the keys of a piano come naturally. He certainly helped me get through my French an Latin at school.Your dad is an interesting character. I like his wartime language acquisition with German,
wish I had that particular gift of tongues instead of struggling all night with text and lecture notes.
Recall the post war photo you posted with him wearing his discharge suit and sporting that Hollywood
newly discharged veteran back with wife and son smile. A wonderful snapshot of time's eternal truth
of love for wife, child, home, hearth, and country.
Where's my Dad when I need him? My Catholic teaching wouldn't have had coitus in the curriculum, that's for sure.Common law cases remember killing the king's deer and torts of misadventure decisions
but no coitus actus reus constituent elements men rea Cupid arrows....
The diction of most TV presenters would have my school English teacher frothing at the mouth. Maybe it's just the accent but on this side of the pond you will often hear temperature pronounced tempre-ture.
Another omission that would drive my English teacher to the funny farm is the first "R" in February, it seems to be pronounced: Feb-you-ary!