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Post by grainnerhuad on Jun 16, 2011 20:16:48 GMT -5
Today Formspring's question was what word or phrase do you use too much? Which was the first good question they have had in a while. Let me know yours and I will tell you mine, which will most likely shock nobody.  |
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Post by karlsie on Jun 17, 2011 1:16:24 GMT -5
I caught myself doing it today. "Like". More specifically, the phrase, "I was like, you've got to be kidding." I drop "like" in pretty frequently, but not to the bimbo extent.
More often than "like" though, it's "you know". I don't think i start hardly a sentence without it. This is probably one of the sneaky little reasons i'd rather write than talk. My speech is full of slang. Man, you guys, cool, babe, total... but when i try for a more intellectual sound, nobody understands me.
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Post by The Late Mitchell Warren on Jun 17, 2011 3:24:04 GMT -5
I like saying fuck a lot. But usually only in writing or in thinking to myself. I usually don't swear at all in person, except when I'm driving by myself. Then I turn into a regular Frank Booth.
As far as work goes, I tend to use word whiskers like In Fact, and Perhaps.
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Post by grainnerhuad on Jun 17, 2011 13:18:50 GMT -5
Okay, mine like Karla and so many other people of my generation I'm sure is "Like" in fact when I have to give talks or speeches I have to really work to edit that out. I always thought it was a California Valley Girl era thing, but Karla pretty much puts that theory to rest. It's a bad habit.
Also I curse like a sailor, a really creative one and there are just too many swear words I use too often to put down. I think I may be related to Denis Leary. It's that bad. And it's not like I don't try not to, I was told once swearing is the sign of a lazy mind, which I take exception to because I am always dreaming up new creative swear word combonations. It's an amazing miracle that none of my girls (thus far) have sailor's mouths. Maybe they are just rebelling against me by having a really vanilla vocabulary.
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Post by neonorth on Jun 17, 2011 23:45:59 GMT -5
I'm guilty of saying "eh", the classic Canadian stereotype to the extreme. I've been finding myself using it instead of end punctuation for at least 75% of all my conversations. I would have said that I use "Fuck" alot, but that's probably a given!
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Post by karlsie on Jun 19, 2011 0:34:54 GMT -5
Tony, you son of a gun. I was beginning to think the Sasquatch had gotten you. The way Canadians end their sentences always sounded like "ey" to me, but maybe the word "eh" becomes more rounded as it travels north.
I do my share of swearing, but i like to think i swear appropriately to match the occasion. There are proper degrees of use. Oh heck, oh hell, oh damn, oh, shit, oh fuck, oh mother-fuck. A better illustration is in trying to coax a car to start on a cold winter morning. C'mon baby, you can do it. Bitch, don't do this to me. I don't have time for this, ass hole. You mother-fuckin', goddamned, piece of shit beast, turn over. See? It's all appropriate.
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Post by neonorth on Jun 23, 2011 21:48:03 GMT -5
Nah, ol big foot is too afraid of my big arse to get to close to me! I've had company for the past few weeks since they lost their house to a wildfire in Slave Lake. It's not so bad, other than the fact that with two teenagers prowling about, the computer seems to have fallen into an alternate dimension that only happens to reappear once in a blue moon - and I really am getting tired of painting my ass in order to get any time on the damn thing.
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Post by karlsie on Jun 24, 2011 14:49:54 GMT -5
Oh! I had to go through those teenager-in-the-house years. Not only does it mean they've taken up permanent residence next to the computer, it means enough cable cords and soda bottles to trip over, you feel like you're running an obstacle course, collecting dishes that look suspiciously like someone discovered the secrets of the proverbial primordial soup and the introduction of an invisible person who must have done it because nobody else did.
If the computer should ever be returned to your hands, you should write up an article on the Slave Lake experience. Wild fires seem to be running rampant this year so i think it would make a great human interest story. Teenagers can be bribed. They are over-qualified for any chores you might hope to pay them to do, but if you pay them enough money and hand over the car keys, they'll disappear from your computer for awhile. I can't guarantee the condition of the vehicle however, when it returns.
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