That moment when you find yourself googling Icelandic swearwords for the 300th time because you still haven't found one you're happy with.
That moment when... "What's the deadline for the project?" "As soon as possible." "Well, I have a few other items on my plate already. I need to know when you need this new project so I can correctly plan and administer my efforts." (That sounds professional, right?) "As soon as possible." "Okay... I can't take the project. Sorry." "Friday. Can you have it done by Friday?" "Absolutely." (Was that so fucking hard?)
Thanks, Dap! Even the English translation made me laugh out loud, so that's really saying something. All righty then! Leaning to swear in three languages before 2 on a Sunday! Life is good... God I love this place...
Most of them are Italian-American corruptions that derive from Southern Italian dialects (I think). The Sopranos was set in the North Jersey/Newark/NYC area, which is one tribe, and I'm from the Southern RI tribe, which in turn is different from the Providence/Cranston/Johnston tribe. And each of those have their own pidgin who spell and pronounce everything differently. I doubt anyone in Italy would even understand it. Hell, we can hardly understand each other half the time.
...when you find out that your entire family was wrong for thinking that Native American ran through all branches of the family. My sister did a DNA test and nothing came up for her. I send in my own kit (through a different company) tomorrow. It's always possible, because of how genetics work, that she just didn't have enough to register or it skipped her entirely. [We teased her about not being my dad's, lol. After all, she's blonde haired, light skinned, with hazel (blue/green) eyes whereas he's not. We also teased my mom about having an alien baby.]
Yup. Throw in Joe DiMaggio and you get the other holy trinity. Those were the "walls" my grandparent's generation was looking to break down. Even when my parents were kids in the 50s and 60s they had to go to Italian schools, Italian doctors, Italian bakers, etc. The medigan wouldn't serve Italians, so to them, Sinatra became something of an MLK figure. (slaps forehead)
Despite having an Italian ex (Sicilian, actually) from Hackensack NJ, I did not know any of that, thank you! I do know about the prejudice, though...he was 15 years older than me and had seen some of it as a kid. There was still some of it in some areas of the US even into the 80's. Spelling aside, that's one of the the reasons why Johnny Bongiovi became Jon Bon Jovi. The label wanted to strip his stage name completely of any Italian, but they wanted to sign him bad enough that he got them to compromise. He didn't want to change his name at all, because he wanted to honor his family. I saw it in my own relatives (from the Midwest and South) when I dated the ex from Hackensack. Some of my idiot relatives kept seriously asking me if he was in the mob...[Facepalm] Once, around 1993, when I made dinner for an older relative and brought a head of garlic with the ingredients, she made me take the leftover garlic cloves home because "What would the neighbors think if they smelled garlic in my house?" I didn't get it, and after we left, my poor ex had to sit me down and explain the whole anti-Italian thing about the garlic. I was horrified and refused to ever go back. There was also that ridiculous anti-Catholic thing some of the super-religious Christians have. So, yeah, that shit lingered. Ugh. I'm sorry your parents and grandparents had to go through that shit.
Out of context, I'd assume those were menu items The Japanese constitution has never been amended, what do you mean? [/sarcasm] But seriously, I'm not sure exactly what the international legalities are, the user agreement is meant to shield the owners from member misconduct, but the site probably falls under whatever jurisdiction Daniel lives in, unless the whole thing is hosted out of Sealand or something.
My great-grandfather who immigrated to the U.S. in the 1930's owned a pushcart that he would take all over town to sharpen people's knives, scissors, told etc. (I was tickled that the picture had his name and "The Grinder" written on the back. How frikkin' Metal is that?). I once saw a picture of him and our family name on the sign had been altered; basically the final "i" had been replaced with an "e" so in your example above Bongiovi would become Bongiove. I asked about it and apparently great-gramps thought it made his last name look less Italian so he was less likely to lose customers over it.
The US First Amendment only applies to government actions, anyways, so unless the US gov't is trying to shut down conversation...?
TMW the anxiety that gripped you for two days leave, and you’re wondering just what that was about and why you were so worried.
That moment when the kids finally go to bed!! Going to take a shower and play some video games! Woohoo! And coffee. Can't forget the coffee!
{{{hugs}}} I have the same kind of jerk-brain that tells me things that aren't true, and I wonder why I let myself believe it.
Just offhandedly used the word 'copacetic' and had that frequently-recurring moment of, "Wait, am I using this word right? Better make sure," so I looked it up and learned that no one really knows where the hell this word came from. It's definitely one I'd idly wondered at the etymology of and just never bothered to look into, but I wasn't expecting that.
TMW you click sideways or something and land on a post that you think really, really doesn't belong anywhere except the Debate Room, then you look at the top of the page and discover you're in the Debate Room.
@izzybot , I can remember my mom using the word 'copacetic' when I was little, which would have predated Bill and Ted. My mom's generation was Laugh In and The Smothers Brothers...Maybe from one of those shows? Edit: saw your linked article. Never mind! Thanks to Mom's inquiries to me of "Are we copacetic?" (the crossword addict's version of "Capisce?"), I was that small child who used words like copacetic...