Skip to main content

Verbiage

I'm slowly learning the local linguistic twists. I really don't want to sound like I'm "from away" when we go to air on the 11th.

Among the differences I've already noted, some obvious, some not:
  • shallots = SHAW-luts, not SHALL-uts
  • micmac = MIG-maw, unless you're talking about the Mic Mac Mall
  • Dalhousie = like it's spelled, not as in Port Duh-LOO-zee
  • Dartmouth = DART-muth, not -mouth
  • Agricola St = ah-GRIC-o-LUH, not like a farmer's soft drink
  • Gottingen = GAW-tih-jen
  • Cunard St = imagine Preston Manning saying the french word for duck
  • Duffus St = not pronounced "doofus"
  • Amherst = ammerst, not am-herst
  • Tatamagouch = ends in goosh, like push or tush
For all I know, I spelled some of those wrong. Still learnin'.

Other notes noted... Chocolate milk is more readily available in 2% m.f. So that means I've effectively doubled my daily intake of badass m.f. And I've been charged deposit on cans/bottles of pop/juice/etc. Uh, can I take these back to the store? Or is it an incentive program for the shopping-cart crowd?

Saturday night/Sunday morning I looked up from the balcony, and as the clouds flew by, I could see stars. Not the Ben Mulroney Show variety, but actual masses of incandescent gas far, far away. Not as many as I would've seen in Kirkland Lake if it hadn't been cloudy, but the lack of tall buildings and diminished light pollution made the sky a more inspiring sight than I ever saw looking up from midtown Toronto. Now I'm wondering if my 1979-vintage National Geographic star chart got pitched or packed.

Quick plug, unrelated to any of this: if your computer will support it, get Google Earth. Seriously, it's funnn.
Labels:

Comments

  1. AmandaOctober 3, 2005 at 8:20 PM

    I just wanted everyone to know how sweet my sweetie is....
    Beautiful flowers delivered to me at work today, on my birthday, from way out in Halifax!
    Thanks hun.

    ReplyDelete
  2. MichaelOctober 5, 2005 at 5:35 PM

    Ain't that sweeeet!

    Now, Scott: get back to work. We've just leared that Tom Cruise has knocked-up Katie Holmes. Please dispatch a counter-cult crew to Beverly Hills immediately.

    ReplyDelete
  3. sandra!October 22, 2005 at 7:21 PM

    I think you take the cans and bottles back somewhere. I think just about every other province hasa way more effective recycling system. Check it out! you can save up your bottles and cash 'em in and save up for your next trip :)

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Today was my last day at work, and I'm okay with that

Today marks a weird spot on the calendar for me. It’s one of those landmarks that really doesn’t mean anything, other than to illustrate the weirdness of time and how we feel it. As of today, my son Gordon has been without his mother longer than he was with her. The length of time Amanda has been gone is now longer than the length of time we were a family of three. Sometimes it doesn’t feel like it’s been that long, but that dangblasted calendar tells me it’s almost three years. I have not said a word about it to G, but tonight, for the first time in a long time, he pulled out the Missing Mummy book for bedtime. Today was my last day in broadcasting for a while, as far as I can tell. I spent the past five years as Program Director at Newstalk 1290 CJBK in London, Ontario. And in recent years, I was also the noon-hour show host, afternoon news anchor, a commercial voice guy, TV news promo voice guy, and more. Also in the past five years, I’ve bought a house, endured renovation
1 comment
Read more after this break ....

A request, as we reach two years

Wow, long time no write. I didn't enjoy this past winter. I was certainly in a long slump. Things were very challenging at work. Gordon was awesome, as always, but I was just in a sustained funk from last summer on. And I'm not sure I'm all the way out of it yet. I'm still largely in quiet hermit mode, but have been making progress at resuming social contact. Little dude and I have a very busy summer that will go by in a flash. This Thursday will mark two years since Amanda died. I still replay the events of that night in my head almost every day. I'd like to not. Sometimes it feels like forever ago, but sometimes I'm right there all over again. Hey, can I ask for your help with something? Two years ago, so many wonderful people told me that if there was anything they could do to help .... Well, I don't ask often. And I should've asked more. And I should ask more even now. I'm still not comfortable asking. But I'm asking for this. I put
3 comments
Read more after this break ....

Hard to believe it's been a year - but it has

One year ago today, we lost Amanda. Time plays tricks on all of us. We can think "that was so long ago" at the same time as "it feels like yesterday." I run into this all the time with Amanda's death. Yes, it feels like just yesterday, or last night, or later today, that Amanda collapsed in the kitchen and died after that long, brutal battle with ovarian cancer. But every day has ticked by at a pace like any other, and it's been a whole year of those days, with incremental and sometimes revolutionary change. As I move about our home, it's hard to fathom that she's been gone a whole year. Amanda's garden awakens, early Spring 2017. Many of the decorative items she carefully arranged throughout the house are in the exact same place as the last time she touched them. She had the vision, not me, so I've been reluctant to disturb her decisions on what looks good and works. In other places, I'm reminded that it's been at least
4 comments
Read more after this break ....