Nope. He called her by the name he would have used (Spanish from Teruel), and she called him by the name she would have used (Catalan).
No, the occasion for Marilyn’s “sweet and wholesome” singing was JFK’s 45th birthday. This page features a video clip (presumably with sound – I’m on a public computer, so can’t hear any audio), as well as the assertion that “[w]hile nothing about this affair appeared in print while Monroe and Kennedy were alive, it is now routinely reported as certain in biographical accounts of both figures.”
Damn! All the way to page seven before I got caught. Add me the ignorance fought column yet again.
Adding my own totally wrong thing I believed, I was nearly forty before I realized the number forty wasn’t spelled “fourty”. I guess it didn’t come up much. But one day I was doing a crossword puzzle and I knew the answer had to be forty, but I couldn’t make it fit. When I finished the puzzle I figured it was a mistake by the puzzle maker until I looked it up. :smack:
Other things I’ve learned I was wrong about from the Dope (not from this thread):
Victuals is pronounced “vittles”.
The Immaculate Conception was about Mary’s conception, not Jesus’.
Irie.
I always mentally pronounced it “eye-ree”, until I went to Jamaica a couple of months ago and heard people actually using it in day-to-day conversation- it’s basically “all right” in Jamaican patois and is pronounced a bit like “awry” (uh-rye). As in “are you feeling irie?” as said by musicians to crowds at many a reggae concert. I never twigged.
That was embarrassing. A youth (mis)spent listening to reggae and going to quite a few live shows, and I never noticed. There must be some explanation, probably chemical.
I could have written this post.
I haven’t seen this link anywhere, so thought I’d throw it in (just des(s)erts):
Sorry; not sure how to make that work properly as a link.
Hit “Reply With Quote” to see what I did. 
Ah, but they never call each other Yaya and Avi. He calls her Lola (nickname for Dolores, her name), she calls him Eduard (the Catalan version of his name). Even when speaking to third parties, unless they’re having a bout of “not talking to that pseudo person”, they’ll say “ei, tell l’Eduard that we’re waiting for him”, not “tell your avi.” And when they’re not speaking, it’s “tell your abuela” (the dictionary term) and “tell that abuelo of yours” (again the dictionary term).
You mean they’re not? OK, well then I thought that the 'skins were from the state until was 45 1/2…
Okay, circulation of the blood. When this was explained in biology lessons they gave us a diagram of how it works, like this one
For a long time I thought that blood without oxygen actually IS blue until it picks up oxygen.
After all, you can look at your wrist and see blood vessels that *look *blue. Obviously they hold blue blood.
This passage would be even funnier if Hal Briston had written it.
Sailboat
As a matter of fact, it’s a loanword from Turkish into Arabic. In Turkish çevirme means ‘turning around’, from the verbal root çevir- ‘to turn’. (Coincidentally, cevir- also means ‘translate’ as in “turn into something else.”)
The first letter is the “ch” sound, which Arabic doesn’t have, so the Arabs substituted “sh” as the nearest approximation they did have. Likewise, Arabic lacks the sound of v, so they substituted w. They shifted the vowels too while they were at it, to get shawarma. The loss of the first syllable in Hebrew is probably the same Hebrew phonetic process that gave us the word “schwa.”
Similar experience, though the Collier’s Encyclopedia article led off with a lot of stuff that could have gone either way, before winding up with a reference to kids being “unaware of their parents’ secret giving” or something like that. Since I’d actually looked up “Santa Claus” in the first place to confirm my growing suspicion, at age 7 or so, that he wasn’t real, I can’t say that I was devasted by it – I mainly felt the sort of smug superiority that your cousins exhibited toward you, in my case toward my younger sister. I did not, however, spoil things for her – she figured it out on her own in due time.
Just to clear up any confusion for anyone out there, The Washington Redskins (football), Wizards (basketball), Nationals (baseball), and Capitals (hockey) are all from Washington D.C. not Washington state.
Same here. I’m still not convinced that there isn’t a word pronounced “MY-zled”. Maybe we should start a movement.
And another.
Had to pop back in here with something I just learned an hour ago.
When DJs are “scratching”, they aren’t actually dragging the needle across the grooves, making the scratch sound that we all grew up with before the 80s.
They are rotating the record back and forth, to a carefully marked spot, allowing the needle to go over the same short sample forwards and backwards and so on, with another skilled finger on the crossfade, controlling precisely when the noise is heard.
They even make records with nothing but weird sounds for this purpose.
I didn’t know any of this. The name sure is misleading.
I spent the last hour watching “scratching” tutorials on Youtube.
On purpose?
Not if I have breath in my body. It’s “think”, pure and simple. It flows naturally from the preceding phrase, and the OED says it’s “think”.
Why yes, I am a nerd.
Maybe I should campaign for “… another *thought *coming”