It’s only words

Not much happening on this lazy Sunday. Nothing to speak of from Saturday night either, unless you want to hear about cold beers at Cheap Charlies. Didn’t think so.

So, what does that leave me? The last bastion of a desperate blogger–shit that popped up in my Facebook feed.

I had to click on this article entitled “Absolute wanker has thing about pronouncing foreign words correctly” just to be sure it wasn’t someone I know. It’s short and funny, go give it a read. I’ll wait here for you.

That was quick! In the same vein and from the same source is this: “38-year-old man has just learned it’s ‘could have’ not ‘could of’”. I could of told him that.

Admittedly, I’m a bit of a dinosaur when it comes to getting grammar, punctuation, and pronunciation right. Is there a word for that?

I remember looking up the word “inexplicable” in the dictionary once and all it said was “cannot be explained”. So I still don’t know what it means.

Speaking of Kevin Kim, he’s taking his pie-making to a whole other level. Check out his Windmill’s breakfast pie. It’s a masterpiece! After reading his post, I went out to breakfast myself. And when I saw the chicken pie on the menu, I couldn’t resist.

I’ve never had a Windmill’s, but I enjoyed this one quite a bit.

And finally, I learned something today about the origin of darts:

Works for me!

I’ve actually not been playing all that much lately. When I do play, I’ve been throwing pretty well. I just can’t seem to recapture my passion for the game. Anyway, no big deal. I play when I feel like it or don’t have anything better to do. Last night I started out at Alley Cats but just wasn’t feeling the darts vibe, so I drank beer and took in the view at Cheap Charlies instead.

It’s all good.


Smile an everlasting smile
A smile could bring you near to me
Don’t ever let me find you gone
‘Cause that would bring a tear to me
This world has lost it’s glory
Let’s start a brand new story
Now my love right now there’ll be
No other time and I can show you
How my love

Talk in everlasting words
And dedicate them all to me
And I will give you all my life
I’m here if you should call to me
You think that I don’t even mean
A single word I say

It’s only words, and words are all
I have to take your heart away
It’s only words, and words are all
I have to take your heart away It’s only words, and words are all I have

To take your heart away

4 thoughts on “It’s only words

  1. Is this where I trot out the old “Hey—I resemble that remark!” line?

    When it comes to the pronunciation of foreign words, I confess I’m not that consistent. Take “Paris,” for example. Unless I’m actually speaking French at the time, I pronounce “Paris” the American way. To pronounce it the French way sounds obnoxiously pretentious when you’re speaking English. But take the word “Angst,” which comes from German and means something along the lines of “dread, anxiety, or anguish.” I naturally pronounce that the German way, with the initial “A” sounding like “ah,” not like the “a” in “cat.” So for me, I guess the pronunciation of a foreign word is something I handle on a case-by-case basis.

    That chicken pie looks tiny but delicious! Appears to have a good, delicately flaky crust. Did it have a pot-pie filling, i.e., cream, peas, carrots, onions, herbs, etc., along with the chicken? I’m now doing research into the famous “Scotch pie,” beloved of Scotsmen everywhere. It’s a simple pie with a ground-mutton filling that is minimally seasoned with salt, pepper, and apparently nutmeg. I think I’d either make mine spicier by adding cayenne, or I’d go full-on Middle Eastern and use my Middle Eastern spice-and-herb blend to amp that up into something glorious.

  2. Yes, the chicken pie was small and cheap (P210). They had a cottage pie on the menu too at P350, which I’m sure was full size. The chicken pie was chock full of goodness, creamy with chunks of chicken and veggies. The crust was probably the best I’ve had amongst the various pies I’ve tried around town.

    Oh, you are big on proper pronunciation too? Who knew? 🙂 You are right though, there’s a time and a place for everything and calling it Paree would sound ridiculous in an English conversation. It’s funny, I’ve experienced angst almost my whole life, but never heard the German pronunciation (and never knew the word’s origin was German). It’s always good to learn something new!

  3. Yeah, the quakes were down in Mindanao, a whole other island quite far from here. Nothing at all here on Luzon. Thankfully. Quakes and volcanos, that’s part of life in the Philippines!

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