Ask and ye shall receive…
I shop at Home Despot all the time!
I think I believed in God (at least in the religious superstition sense) until I was at least 14 or 15.
It really depends in what context you’re using the word. You don’t play your musical intrument ‘fort’, you play it ‘fortay’.
Or you could read post 376. It has cites and everything.
It took me a long time to figure out that the name “Sean” in books I read was pronounced the same as “Shawn”.
I was going for the “that in which one excels” usage of forte. I don’t mind when others say “for-tay”, I’m just not crazy about being corrected when I say “fort.” It’s not that I mind the language changing, but “fort-tay” already means something else. Well, “fort” does too, so I guess that’s a pretty weak argument. Nevermind.
I’ll just go with the flow. “For-tay” it is.
It’s a stage name. His agent did not think his real name, Penis van Lesbian, would be suitable.
But now there’s a weekend weather guy on the Today show who’s name is Sean, and pronounced “seen.” It annoys me every time I hear it.
Similarly, when I was growing up in Indiana, there was a newscaster who’s first name was “Diane,” but prounouced “de-on,” like Dionne Warwick’s first name. For quite a while, I thought the TV news people just spelled her name incorrectly.
I once had to correct someone in his 30s that “hyperbole” had more than three syllables. He thought it was pronounced “hyper-bowl”.
The first time I had occasion to use the word, I said that someone had a “breathe-y” voice.
You could always just speak French and work around the whole issue that way.
Goodness me, are we still talking about that? Rather a waste of effort for a single use of the D-word over a post which seemed to have been submitted solely in order to be provocative (how I wish there was a word to describe such behaviour), and, y’know, finally getting around to noticing the provoker at about the same time as you’re delivering the above lecture to me shows a certain slowness off the mark, Skipster.
But really the whole affair’s too petty for the Pit, which is certainly saying something, and I promise you that next time I will keep my thoughts to myself, and however dickish I may consider someone’s dickishness, I won’t call a dick a dick in this forum.
I’m having great difficulty realizing that anyone anywhere thought that pineapples grew on trees. Lest that sound too smart-assed to bear, I’ve learned several things in this thread that I’ve been wrong about for many years.
I’m in London, England. Over here, ‘primer’ is always PRY-mer, rhymes with ‘timer’. Or rhymes with ‘rhymer’, come to think of it. It can mean an introductory guidebook, or an undercoat layer when painting a wall. I have never in my entire life heard ‘PRIM-mer’, rhymes with ‘trimmer’. Not even once.
I was about 9 before someone told me that spaghetti doesn’t grow on trees.
I didn’t believe them…I do now though
Wasn’t there an April Fool’s Day joke on BBC Television once involving a documentary about spaghetti farmers?
You can watch it here
Malacandra, I’ve already said to stop with the hijack and to keep further comments on it confined to the Pit or e-mail, yet you continue to respond regardless. That’s not wise, and neither is throwing in a trolling insinuation and insulting the same poster again.
This is your second warning. Move it to the Pit, take it to e-mail or whatever third option you’d like, as long as you do not address it again in this thread.
When I was little I thought that the purpose of tv commercials was to give the actors a chance to use the bathroom. I had a slight continence issue as a child, so that might have had something to do with my misconception. I think I was 11 or 12 before I realized that tv shows weren’t live.
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