Confessions

My best friend dated my ex, and I was best man at their wedding. They remain close friends to me. I'm glad they found each other; just because you have a dating or even marital relationship with someone doesn't mean you have a property interest in them or that you are bound for life. Real relationships are broader than that.

 

i pronounce words wrong... not because i dont know how they are spelled/actually pronounce.... but because i've heard them mispronounced so much, its gotten stuck in my vocab.

example:
espresso....."EX-spresso" (i said "exspresso" once and my boss says "wait, what? you do know thats not a word, right" so i spelled it- "E-S-P-R-E-S-S-O" and pronounced it correctly for him. he says "so why did you say "exspresso" the first time?" me -shrugs-)

right now, i'm reading and every time i see the word "gnome" i hear it in my head as "GEE-nome" (like "genome"), even though i know the 'g' is silent and its just "nome"

 

I taught my non-native speaker wife to say "pasghatti" instead of "spaghetti." She's in on the joke.

 

Lol, I do that too. Mostly because sometimes mispronouncing things helps me spell them.

 

Did she figure it out on her own? I think my non-native speaker wife would be a bit irked.

 

Nah, it came around naturally. She asked what I wanted for dinner, I said "Pasghetti," she asked what the heck that was, it became family vocab

 

"Champagne" is pronounced "Cham-PAG-nay" as i spell it out
(Or else i'd still be spelling it wrong)

 

I always have to pronounce "Wednesday" "Wed-nes-day" when I'm spelling it. It's not like I can't remember how to spell it, it's just like a weird mental tic. Every time I hear the word I pronounce it that way in my head.

 

In that case, I take it you're a fan of Bugatti?

 

Only if you take it real slow and use lots of lube

 

I can't stop eating potato sticks. If I have a container, I'll sit and eat them until they're gone.

 

My cat's new laser cat toy comes with a UV setting. I've been dorking out wandering the house looking for things that ping on UV.

 

I don't think we have those here. Maybe we do and I just haven't looked?

 

So will I. My grandmother used to always have them and I'd eat the whole box as a kid there. She was a reckless gambler, so nine year old me would be chowing down on the whole container while we played some form of skipbo, hand & foot, wist, or hearts usually, amidst the constant cigarette smoke.

 

I knew what you meant but immediately popped to this:



Then I thought about how deadly a UV (or IR, or otherwise non-visible wavelength) light saber would be. Your opponent is wielding a blade that can cut through solid steel like butter and you can't even see it...

 

For the past few days I've been obsessed watching WAP reaction videos. The explicit, can't play on the radio ones, of course.

As a gay man, I never was one to chase divas. I wonder if this the dynamic that makes that happen.

 

Yep, sure is. My hubby is obsessed with those kinds of gossip shows.

 

The lingerie bit is the show's signature, not the norm, but when you watch other programming here you'll see that it's not such a stretch from the Latin American norm as it would be in other cultures.

ETA: Our news programming tends to follow a similar ethic of "you will see it all". If the report is concerning a shooting on the street, you will see blood and gore. No pixelation.

 

On a related note, Mrs. A and I have been watching the Amazon superhero show The Boys recently. I'm not one for superheroes / comic books but this is sufficiently off-piste to amuse me.

S2E7 was released (briefly) on schedule on Friday, but then someone noticed that there was some flaccid man-winky (winkey? winkie?) briefly on display in the background of an in-universe adult DVD one of the characters was watching and Amazon pulled it for the entire weekend while a team of emergency pixelators got to work.

Nevermind that...

Spoiler

...the week before one of the MC's buddies had nearly been strangled by an adversary's 10+ foot, uncircumcised, prehensile penis.

Or that the show is rated R18 here (equivalent of NC-17).

The merest glimpse of real below-the-belt anatomy might scar the kiddies for life.

 

I'm pretty sure that eating anyone's defecate is really bad for you, but I also have no intention of finding out.