Here is a great example of the more confusing aspects:

the word Mata has two distinct meanings depending on if one properly glotalizes the "t" sound, and depending on regional dialects, many Amharic speakers do NOT glotalize as harshly as others..

(mata) መጣ ~ come here/in

(mata) መታ ~ hit

So if someone says, "Zare yemetah." it can mean either "today he came here" or "today he got punched"..

Want to get even more confused?

"Zare mata yemetah" could mean either "tonight he is coming" or "tonight he is getting punched" or "tonight will you punch him?" depending on exactly how the "t" sound in "meta" is pronounced ;)

That exact same expression could also be a question, "Is he coming tonight?" or "Is he getting punched tonight?" or "Tonight will you punch him?" if there is "uptalk" at the "yemetah"...

No if you READ all these the difference is totally obvious (because of the 256 letter alphabet things are very very precise) but if you are listening? Need to be a very fluent speaker..

i appreciate that being punched is the alternative meaning, tee hee. that's so fascinating. how is sarcasm approached in those type of languages? or do they use body language more?

!@#$%!- if i had the energy/resources for a dog, i'd love one. my folks are taking care of our neighbors' doberman for a few months, and she's precious

Oh my Lord, you don't even want to now how ritualistically complex sarcasm, being facetious, or ridicule is. Indeed, there is a very very complex literary art form called "Wax and Gold" which is built on the concept of hidden meanings and double entendre where the hidden or "gold" meaning of a poem is obviously discernible only when read but the art form is being able to figure it out strictly by listening and thinking about the word play..

i lovethem

So I used to be friends with this guy. We got along but he made shitty art. Like, he had a thing for the Grateful Dead dancing bears.

I made the mistake of telling him one drunk, thoughtless night. Things ended.

Just found out he died a few hours ago. 42. An asthma attack sent him into a coma, and four days later...

No idea how to process this.

Sucks yo.. we got your back

i don't know man... he's on his own on this one... HE'S GOING TO HELL!

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ha ha, sorry to joke about this, but wakes are for jokes. yes?

that reminds me of a close friend my grandma had years and years ago (i was a small kid) who would come over, and had this cockney accent and still used the rhyming slang some 30-40 years after emigrating to the states. i was enchanted by it because it was like a secret code to me, and she was this small old lady talking about going up the apples and stuff.

sorry to hear, evollove.

Thanks.

You guys should know I posted anticipating a not-chilly response and I wasn't disappointed. Not bad for one leg.



Probably. I do feel some guilt.

I think what i said was, "You have ability so I don't know why you waste your time no this popart shit." So I could've been worse.

Hey, I didn't know he was going to die tragically young!


Here's a good one: his girlfriend told me last night that the family will be selling his art. I'm socially clumsy, but I think when someone says that, you're expected to buy something.

So, I'm going to be pressured into buying the very art that ruined the friendship in the first place.

And with that, my life becomes a Maupassant story!

Indeed! Oh the sweet sweet irony

eh, if it's any consolation i believe you didn't kill him. it's not your fault.

and it doesn't sound like you were trying to be a dick to him--it's more like you were trying to help him and it backfired because of narcissism. you attacked his ideas not him-- people get too narcissistically attached to their ideas and when the world proves them wrong they can't fucking handle it. their fault. you're exonerated of all crimes. case closed.


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that's rich. i guess buy the least worst thing you can. then hock it to goodwill, maybe. i buy a lot of kitschy crap there or see it (i have a series of weird mime painting/etchings on my desk... i should take a photo because i dont' know the proper word for the form) and hey, someone buys it.

Just finished three straight days of Mothers Day flower deliveries. I'm so tired and score......getting in and out of a vehicle 50 times each day can wear you out!

After delivering all day, went over to our daughters for dinner. Now I'm at my job staring an eight hour shift......slerp will come in the morning.

shit, try and eat to keep your energy going!

i'd love to get flowers for my mom but i won't be seeing her til next week. maybe when i'm home.

i just remembered when chabib changed my name on here for a good few months. holy shit that was years ago now.

hah!

why do orphans suck at tennis? they have no concept of love
why do orphans suck at baseball? they don't know where home is
why do orphans suck at basketball? no real reason

it is already half 9? bollox. early start tomorrow. better go to bed.