From the monthly archives:
I was staying at a friend’s house when someone emailed me about an article she was translating from Italian into English which quoted some parts of Rameau’s Niece. The translator asked me to check some passages so that she would not be translating back into English from the Italian what had already been translated from
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I have noticed that instead of hearing “no problem” (the uncooperative taxi driver’s mantra) all the time, I have started to hear a much more spiritually melodious phrase: “No worries.” This is the refrain to soothe the anxious Jew. I thought it sounded laid back and Carribean, but Janet assures me it is Australian in
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Woof Patrol (click here), a great site all about, what else, dogs, has a link to a pug doing what all pugs really want to do: clean your computer screen. Go there AT ONCE. Your screen will never look better. It’s a thing a beauty! CLICK HERE!!!
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I like antiquated locutions that pop up in everyday life, like signs that say “Inquire Within.” Here is a lovely one posted on in an alley in Venice.
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I was walking along the other day thinking of common offensive phrases of my youth. When we dropped pillows from on high we used to cheerfully chant, “Bombs over Tokyo!” Charming. And in the family lore of there is the delightful story of a day at my grandparents’ house, some holiday or other, when my
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Hector spent a week at the beach, much of it lolling in the surf, but this is not that. This is a site called wavemypic that allows you to upload pictures of, say, your dog and give it this effect. Thanks, ndozo, as always!
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