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Yeah I asked MIL where she came up with the name and she said St. Kateri, which I found fascinating, as I have NatAmer background (which the bf oddly enough bragged about to his relatives, as if going out West to Oregon and finding an Injun Girl is exotic and cool, ROFL). (They're all Polish, and originally from Detroit, so I was throwing stereotypes back at them).
My sis in law's name is Kateri, pronounced cat-air-ee.
Well if she's being named after the historical Kateri Tekakwitha, who was the namesake given for the girl I mentioned, that's the closest English pronunciation to the name. Hence "Kate-ree" being so confusing.
I checked the map, and yeah, that is way north of me. And alligators and flamingos are going to be pretty much further south of that. They are indigenous to SOUTH Florida, not ALL of Florida. At least, I think. I always reserve the right to be horribly wrong. And in this case, I know I am a desert boy commenting on a very not desert place.
Couple hours drive south from Orlando in the middle of the night is all I know. Its on the eastern coast, lots of old people.
I didn't get to see an alligator or flamingo, but I did get boiled peanuts at a gas station and I saw a boar and turtle mooshed on the side of the highway!
I think there's any number of us up here that know how to stay warm.
I know how to stay warm, too. And not just under the covers, but almost all the time, inside and out, work and play. It's called "living in the tropics."
He sings bass at church, he just has an insane range, and apparently talks at the opposite end
Sounds like the opposite of Tom Petty, who sings in a rather nasally voice, but if you've ever heard him speak, you know he has a rather deep, deep voice. Kind of surprising when you first hear it, really.
No, it is the yanks that have bastardised the English language, NOT the Canadians. They had the good grace to NOT fuck up the language.
I never laid blame on anyone for bastardizing or fucking up the English language. I merely said that Canadians and Americans spell various words differently. I said this because they DO. I never said WHY, or who was to BLAME.
The word is "Harbour", as spelled in England, in English.
Got that now?
The airport is in Phoenix, which is in Arizona, which is the 48th State of the United States of America. Last time I checked my map, none of those locations are in or anywhere within a thousand miles of England. And for whatever reason, and whatever you may think of it, in the U.S., we spell the word "harbor."
More importantly, no matter how you or I spell that word, the name of the airport in Phoenix is "Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport." Period. There are many names in the world in many places of many things that are spelled "incorrectly." (For example, my dorm at Arizona State University was "Sahuaro Hall," despite the fact that the cactus it was named after is always spelled "saguaro.") That does not mean the name is wrong. It is the name, period. Saying it is wrong for Americans to spell the name of one of their airports in a way we have spelled those words for centuries would be like telling someone that it is wrong to name their daughter Haylie instead of the more common (and "accepted") Haley. It's a name. And once that name is attached to the named entity, the only way one cane be wrong about it is to spell or pronounce it wrong from the name it was given. Which was my point to GK. Which, apparently, you missed.
As for Bartenders being gods...only if you patronise bars, which I do not.
It is merely my signature, which I appropriated off a Finlandia vodka t-shirt. If you don't like it, blame the Finnish distillers who produced it. Better yet, don't comment on it. I don't comment on the signatures I find silly or stupid or pointless. Why? Because I know that the people who have them have them for whatever reasons, and it is not my place to tell them the signatures are wrong, since for those people, those signatures are right.
Should have seen me making a list of all the defining features of The Bar so that I could have the dear bf drive me down from Vero Beach to look at Jester.
Seems like a lot of effort. Would have been easier to PM me and let me know when you were coming, so I could tell you exactly where The Bar is, and when I work. Hell, I woulda bought you a drink. I've been known to do that, you know.
I could have been walking on a street for 5 years and I still couldn't tell you the name of it.
I am pretty much the exact opposite, and have been known to give directions to someone who has lived their whole life in a place even if I have only been there a few months. Directions? Yeah, I got your directions right here.
Wait, don't live in a place that has 60 ft long, 30 ft high billboards ofgentlemen's clubs every mile off the freeways? Like Houston? Even bespeckled I, with boobs (that do not stick out as far as my gut) that might one day nurture a child if get drunk enough to have sex without a condom, knows where all the tittie bars are here in Houston. Ok, the good ones I know by name. The no-name ones I can just tell you are off certain rds.
Really, Houston has way too many billboards for tittie bars. Oh, and adult bookstores. And Gallery Furniture.
Don't forget Ron Carter, though that's mainly the south side. But your right, even I the guy that has never even considered going to a club/tittie bar/ etc. knows where several are. They're EVERYWHERE in Houston. The most well known has to be The Ritz. But then again it's hard to miss that sign late at night.
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