Foreign & Domestic
Here’s an amusing headline from foxnews.com: “Tennessee restaurant owners caught washing kitchen supplies in lake: ‘This isn’t the first time.’” Hey, why not? Kramer washed his fruits, veggies and dishes while showering.
Here’s another: “Texas woman seen breaking into Botox clinic with saw.” What price beauty? Free, apparently or, in this case, jail time for breaking and entering.
As if politics isn’t maddening enough, here’s more discouraging news from an article at nypost.com, edited by yours truly: There have been widespread reports of voting machine problems in Mississippi. In a Republican primary, residents from more than a half-dozen counties claim to have had their ballots automatically changed to another candidate. Imagine this on a nationwide scale.
I googled popular slang from around the world. Why? It’ll become clear in my recap of today’s session of the floating book shop. These are from https://k-international.com:
Australia: “Flat out like a lizard drinking.” Translation: Being extremely busy.
French: “Parler comme une vache espagnole.” To speak like a Spanish cow, that is, poorly.
German: “Polnischer Abgang.” A Polish exit, leaving without saying goodbye.
Canada: “Molson Muscle.” Beer belly.
Venezuela: “Tengo un ratón en la cabeza.” I have a rat in my head, hungover.
Norway: “En rosin i polsen.” A raisin in the sausage, pleasant surprise.
Sweden: “Fredagsmys.” Combo of Friday and cosy, watching TV and eating junk food, chillin’.
The scaffold kept out the light rain as it has so many times the past few years, allowing the shop to operate. My thanks to the woman who bought The Best Loved Religious Poems Gleaned from Many Sources by James Gilchrist Lawson, and to Ira, who purchased Street French 1: The Best of French Slang (Street Language) by David Burke. Merde! Special thanks to the Asian gentleman in Stop n Shop’s recycling room, who cleverly switched the overflowing bins of crushed plastic from a machine that was working with the half empty ones of one that was out of commission, and then allowed me to proceed him, as I had one-quarter of the bottles he had. Don’t know if he was Chinese, but the word for thanks in that language is Xièxiè, pronounced “sh~ye,sh~ye” or “sh~s~ye sh~s~ye.” I’ll stick to English.
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