tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6301407940699570948.post3306965768698979729..comments2023-11-05T02:49:49.453-08:00Comments on 40 going on 28: If you know what red orach is, you're already ahead of meTKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08123364195474763594noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6301407940699570948.post-16243921956031571762011-11-02T22:51:50.102-07:002011-11-02T22:51:50.102-07:00@ Dan: Is it possible to be Slavic without knowing...@ Dan: Is it possible to be Slavic without knowing it? Asking for a friend.Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17149507023216148587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6301407940699570948.post-31656311806356182812011-11-02T08:45:09.593-07:002011-11-02T08:45:09.593-07:00"Every word had the same stress" = Slavi..."Every word had the same stress" = Slavic language (as you guessed). Slavs don't communicate via intonation; they just use varying degrees of grumpy disaffectedness.Danhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04952231172820035359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6301407940699570948.post-80933595072276144422011-11-01T12:22:57.992-07:002011-11-01T12:22:57.992-07:00There are inconsiderate people everywhere. It jus...There are inconsiderate people everywhere. It just so happens that in the city, the nearest inconsiderate person is probably in closer proximity.Stoneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14998000645977104870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6301407940699570948.post-77534955422265974832011-11-01T11:10:22.480-07:002011-11-01T11:10:22.480-07:00I'm coming to believe that all consideration i...I'm coming to believe that all consideration is checked at the city limits. From the neighbor who fills all the building's trashcans herself, so no one else can dispose of anything, to the endless stream of people honking their horns at 7 a.m. to tell their passengers to come out (instead of getting out of the goddamned car and ringing the doorbell, or calling on a cell, or whatever), to the hearty shouting while walking down the residential street at 2:00 a.m., to the unpickedup dog waste lining the city's busiest pedestrian routes, everyone is an asshole. It is impossible for anyone to think of anything beyond themselves, beyond now. Am I going all Travis Bickle?Stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04395319755814215066noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6301407940699570948.post-42485375078860387012011-11-01T10:15:25.499-07:002011-11-01T10:15:25.499-07:00I kind of wonder about the people that did guess a...I kind of wonder about the people that did guess any of that stuff right.Tamagosanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01583066213197379712noreply@blogger.com