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September 30, 2006

Mishearings...

The Welsh word for wine is "Gwin" (said: gween). As we have learned in week 1, if you like wine, and would like to tell people this, you'd say, "Dw i'n hoffi gwin coch." ("coch" is said, like "Kahch", with that nice German "ch "sound at the end.) You'll want to remember that later.

In 2004, when I was in Europe with Beth and E we played a game. The rules of the game were thus: When you mishear someone, you give them a puzzled look and then repeat what you think you heard them say. For example, while we were in Barcelona, I said, "I think this side street connects to our alley way." But, E heard, "Does this kid's salad contemplate the literati?" You can see why it is an amusing game. I still like to play it. Earlier today John said to me, "I think I have collected some more bugs." At least, that is what I thought he said. What had actually come out of his mouth was, "Could you hand me the cotton wool buds."


The first week of Welsh class, we spent a lot of time telling each other the two or three things we knew how to say in Welsh that we liked. One of my classmates didn't come to class on Thursday. We turned up at the Humanities building at the same time and I waited for her while she chained up her bike. As we walked into the building together she said, "What did I miss yesterday? I just couldn't manage getting up yesterday morning. I went out with some friends on Wednesday night and just had too much green cock." A puzzled look crossed my face. My first thought was, "Wow. That is really open of her." It was immediately followed by the thought, "This is too early in the morning to be talking about sex toys with a stranger." Then she stopped walking and said, "No. That can't be right. Greeno cock? Gwin coch?" Realization dawned on me.

"Ah," I said. "That's competely understandable. Gwin has that way of creeping up on you." I was very grateful that I hadn't decided, in that moment, to play the game.

September 24, 2006

Last Week in Welsh: Week 2

One of the sounds that occurs in Welsh but does not occur in English is represented by "LL". This sound is a laterally released voiceless fricative. That makes it seem complicated, I know. But, in isolation it is really not that hard to make. You just make like you want to say "L", and then blow out like you were going to say "F". It becomes a little more complicated when it is in a string of sounds, but I argue that this is just because you have to think about it. I'm hoping that the more I practice, the closer to second nature that it will become.

In some Indo-European languages, there is no verb "to have". Hindi, for example. Well, that's not entirely true. In some Indo-European languages there is no verb "to have" that indicates possession. I know what you are thinking, "Welsh is considered to be part of that family." And, you'd be right. Its not. But, like these other languages it has no verb that is "to have" that indicates possession. One of our teachers, a man named Cen (said: Ken. There is no "K" in Welsh) explained that when the Cymraeg landed on the fair shores of the island they met the islanders who spoke some ancient Indo-European tongue. So, when they went to trade with the natives, who didn't have a word for "have", they didn't use their word for "have" because they didn't get it. Instead they had to say, "I have with me this thing." Over the years, that became the standard and whatever was used before fell out of use and out of the language.

As this is language history, it is all speculation, but its not a bad theory.

We learned how to say "to have" last week. As in "I have a car." or, "I don't have a car." We also learned a new way to say "yes" and "no", because there are many ways to say "yes" and "no" in Welsh. So, are you ready for this?

To say that you have something you say:

Mae (insert thing) gyda fi. (said: My (whatever thing) guhduh vee.)
So, Mae car gyda fi is I have a car. Mae paned o goffi gyda fi is I have a cup of coffee.

Now, to say you don't have something is a little more complicated (but not too complicated.)

To say you don't have something, you say:

does dim (insert thing) gyda fi. (said: dois dim (whatever thing) guhduh vee.)
So, does dim car gyda fi. Does dim paned o goffi gyda fi.

Yes to the question, "do you have a cup of coffee." is "Oes" (said: ois). And, no is "Nac oes" (said: nahk ois.)

Wasn't that fun? Get ready for next week because the past tense (the one we don't have in English) is coming!

September 22, 2006

Identification

I have recently learned a new word. Although it looks like two words, we're going to pretend that it is only one. We're going to think of it as a string or a compound because both of these words work together to describe one single entity out in the world. There is much evidence to suggest that the basis of language is actually phraseological and not based on single words. I may have already told you that. I may be off on a tangent now. Oops.

The word is : Unol Daleithiau. I know what you're thinking, "But that isn't in English." I know, its Welsh. But, this will hopefully all make sense in a minute. If you wanted to say something like, "I'm from the States," this is a good word to know. You say: "Dw i'n dod o yr Unol Daleithiau." This is something I never would have said before I moved here. And, not just because it is in Welsh.

I'm sure this a rant I've been on before, but its one that I think is powerful and interesting. It is interesting how people describe themselves because it is indicative of how they see themselves. It is also indicative about how people in the immediate vicinity see them. Its not all internal; its not immutable. And, that to me is what makes it interesting.

I would have never identified myself as being, "from the States" before moving here for a number of reasons. First off, I've lived most of my life in the States. So, saying you're from there while you're still there is a bit redundant. Yes, honey. We know. Which state? Often more importantly, What city or township do you call home? Also, how often do you hear anyone say that when there are other ways to say it that are, I don't know, less phraseological and more succint like "I'm from America." or even, "I'm American."? Well, this might have to do with the cringe factor of being called "American". And, that just makes things so much more interesting.

I suppose at this point I should say something about how there is nothing wrong with being American. The United States is a lovely country full of helpful, charming people. Its an exciting democratic republic where occasionally portions of the population turn up at polls and allegedly elect the leadership and help to set and drive policy. I love my homeland. And, I miss it. But, these things aren't the point at the moment.

I personally shy away from the term "American" because it references the continent. I am not the citizen of a continent, but of a country on a continent. While this is a pointless distinction, it is one that I make nonetheless. I also shy away from the term "American" because in the past five years, at least inside the U.S., it has come to be used with much frequency by a certain subsection of the population and to describe that subsection. You know, "True Americans" . The people who are "real patriots". The ones that support the government 100% and had bumper stickers on the vehicles that said things like, "First Iraq, then Chirac." The ones thar are willing to give up a little bit of freedom and are okay with legislation like the Patriot Act that was voted on without reports from the House or Senate and with very little debate. (Which, by the way, is Congress not doing its job. We elect to pass effective legislation, which they aren't doing if they are hastily voting on things without conference reports or debate.) The ones that inspire music like Green Day's American Idiot. When I think about what home means to me and when I think that for most people, my home is America, I shudder to think that I am classed with these people.

Outside of the States, "American" doesn't necessarily have the political connontations that it may have at home. People who don't live in the States don't necessarily know about the bumper stickers or individual pieces of legislation. Although, they do know about our elections, which seem to get crazier and less verifiable every time they occur. My point is, that the further from the States you get, the more "American" seems to be a geographical marker first, and a political marker second. And, that is sometimes hard to reconcile with the notions built in your head from life inside the nation. And, that's where language as a marker of identity and language as a tool of communication don't gel. Do I say what will me the most accessible to my audience or do I say what I feel is more descriptive and truer representation of what I am? And, there isn't a one-size-fits-all answer. It depends on the situation. It depends how well you're planning on getting to know the other speakers. It depends on your mood. It depends on a bunch of hard to pin down, non-linguistic factors. And, it goes both ways. In Welsh, I say I'm from the states, mostly because it is hard to say I will master it! But, in English I'm from the States. Or, I'm from Iowa City, Iowa. Or, even just Iowa. Sometimes, I'm even just from a city about three hours west of Chicago.

September 21, 2006

Teen Titans--GO!

I have recently had the terrible affliction of getting theme songs stuck in my head. The most popular of these seem to be from cartoons, most notably the theme song from “A Pup Named Scooby Doo.” With that in mind, you can imagine how grateful I was to get a copy of Season 2 of “The Teen Titans” animated series. I can now hum the Titans song performed by Japanese pop duo Puffy AmiYumi. I don’t recommend that you pick your TV based on theme songs, but I can tell you that this one is infectious.

The Teen Titans are from the DC comics universe. They live in a giant T in a city on the west coast, Real World style, without the hassle of parents or secret identities or really anything that might require long, drawn out explanations, back story or episodes full of character development and a lull in the action. In short, in every episode there will a villain who causes some sort of trouble that will require the Titans to sort it out. This often involves quick wit and cartoon violence! The Titans are Robin (whom you might recognize from Batman), Cyborg, Raven, Beast Boy (whom you might recognize from Doom Patrol) and Starfire.

Season two sees the Titans coming to terms with whom they are and kicking some serious villain behind. This DVD contains thirteen episodes on two discs. According to wikipedia, the main story arc of season two is based on “The Judas Contract” from the New Teen Titans. It involves the Titans meeting another super-powered teen named Terra, their decision to let her join the team and its consequences. It also involves Robin’s arch-nemesis Slade who is voiced by Ron Perlman. Five of the episodes in this season focus mainly on Terra and Slade. They are entertaining. These episodes also have a subplot in which Beast Boy falls in love, which is both cute and a little heartbreaking.
However, my favorite parts of this season fall outside the main story of the season. They are all character-driven episodes focusing on how the Titans relate to each other and come to terms with their powers, their emotions, and who they are. Cyborg wrestles with his humanity in episode four “Only Human”. Starfire learns to trust that her friends will not abandon her in the face of change in episode seven “Transformation”. Raven learns that it is okay to admit how she is feeling in episode five “Fear Itself” and Robin is confronted by his need to succeed in episode nine “Winner Take All”.
The highlights of Season 2 include the first episode “How Long is Forever?” in which Starfire travels to a dark future and meets Robin, who is now Nightwing, and has to return to the past to set everything right and episode six “Date with Destiny” in which the villain’s list of demands includes a date with Robin. However, my favorite episode in this season is number 11, “Fractured”. In this episode, Robin’s fan boy from another universe pops over the Titans’ universe after Robin injures himself fighting Johnny Rancid. During the course of the episode reality is fractured in attempt to fix Robin’s broken arm and the Titans have to battle not only to make reality whole again, but to save the city from Johnny Rancid’s dark view of things. This episode rocks, from the clouds at the beginning of the episode to the portrayal of the changes in reality; I thoroughly enjoyed it.

The Teen Titans is directed toward the younger crowd (the DVD is part of the “DC Comics Kids Collection”), but it is still entertaining with a fun, anime inflected animation style. Sometimes you just want to watch something that is fun and not complicated. When the Titans get excited, their eyes become big, white, round circles. When they get mad, the animation becomes bare bones showing their heads as circles with gigantic screaming mouths. It is great!

The extras on this disc are wee, and nothing to really get excited about. There are a few trailers and a brief montage of what happened in season one. I would have enjoyed a longer, more in-depth look back, but much of this season can be enjoyed without previous knowledge of what has happened on the show or the Teen Titans themselves. However, the DVD does have additional language tracks. If you're interested, you can watch The Teen Titans in both Spanish and French!

The Teen Titans are amusing and I recommend this DVD if you’re not into DVDs with a bunch of fluff and extras. Teen Titans, GO!

September 19, 2006

Last Week in Welsh

In Welsh, or Cymraeg (said: Kum-Raig) "w" is a vowel roughly equivalent to "oo" and "dd" is a consonant that sounds like "th" in the word "these" (in the IPA it would represented as eth, if that means anything to you.)

I have learned enough Welsh this week to say, with feeling, that I don't like ironing.

I also have learned the Welsh for "I'm tired." So, when my teachers ask me, at 8 in the fucking morning, how I'm feeling, I can answer, "I'm tired, thank you. How are you?"

Would you like to learn these sentences? Oh, I knew that you would!

I don't like ironing: dw i ddim yn hoffi smwddio. (Said: dwee thim in hoffey smoothio.)

I'm tired, thank you. How are you?: dw i'n wedi blino, diolch. Sut dych chi? (Said: dween wehdee bleeno, deeoch (said like German "ch"). Shut (rhymes with "put") deech chee?)

Also, one of the teachers taught in Indianola for a spell. I'm not sure if he taught at Simpson or not, but I do believe he taught Welsh wherever he was.

This Week in Welsh was brought to you by the letters "W" and "DD". Thank you for reading This Week in Welsh. Nos Da!

September 14, 2006

This week.

I am having the worst week of my adult life.

I don't even want to talk about the nightmare that was taking my dissertation to the binder.

If I had contacted the centre about things a week ago, I would be t.a. ing this fall, but I didn't get around to it so they've already filled all the positions so I won't be. Because I'm an idiot. I suppose the good news is there will probably be a position for me in the Spring. that is, if the government doesn't throw me out. Oh, and if they don't decide I'm a fucking moron after reading my dissertation.

My Welsh class has been cancelled due to insufficient numbers. So, now I'm taking a lesser class that is everyday at 8 in the morning until the end of March.

I have put all this work into a stupid paper that, at the end of the day, is only 45 pages long and that, I was thinking about it this morning that I'm actually a little embarrased and ashamed of it. It could be so much better. I could have done an amazing, incredible job. But, I didn't. I have *hopefully* done a passable job. I spent all this time and money and worry and heartache to create this thing that I'm not even proud of. Which makes me feel like an even bigger idiot.

Okay. I have to walk in the rain all the way to fucking Gabalfa to pick up my fucking dissertation to turn around and walk back up and turn it in.

September 10, 2006

Crazy Pasta Salad

So, I've been working on my thesis. Given. But, I've also had occasion to take in what is a lot of TV for me. I've seen some Scrubs. I've seen some Grey's Anatomy. I've seen some House and some Stargate SG-1 and some Only Fools and Horses. I've also seen an advert for Feta over and over and over again. Its a clever little commercial. All these little feta cubes are bouncing around as if they were at an art gallery with little headphones on. Only, instead of art they are looking at food with feta in it. One of the things that they are looking at is a big bowl of pasta salad. And, it just looked so good. So, I bought some feta which we added to some pasta with a little Italian dressing and some peppers and tomatoes. Then, we added some hard-boiled egg. It was decent while it was still warm (we were hungry), but it is so good cold. Which is great, because we made a ton of it. I myself think it could use maybe a little onion and some meat (bacon?) next time. We'll see. Feta just makes things so good. I

September 09, 2006

Quote of the Day: Robert F. Kennedy, Jr.

" First of all we've got to get rid of these voting machines. These electronic voting machines that can be hacked. It happened in Ohio. Its happened all over the country and they are unreliable. And we've got to get rid of them. We've got to insist that our public officials get rid of them. we've got to, you know. This is a battle that is a the equivalent of the American revolution. We've gotta get the vote back and if we don't get the vote back, if we don't insure the intergrity of our voting system we are going to lose American democracy"--From the Politically Direct Podcast from June 4, 2006.


This quote came from my data set, so if it looks oddly puncutuated or sounds wacky and out of rhythm, that might be my fault or it might simply be a constraint of speech. There are things you can do in print that are awful hard to duplicate when speaking, like anything involving a semi-colon. But, that's another story for another day.

Even though its just a midterm election that is coming up, I thought it would be appropriate to get a little political. This may not be the most elegant way of putting it, but Mr. Kennedy was certainly speaking in earnest and I think he makes a very valid point. If we can't trust in the system with which we elect our public officials, then we can't trust the governing body as a whole. And without that trust, without faith in the ability to elect public officials and indeed without that ability at all (as in the instances where fraud has taken place) there is no democracy. In the last several years we've seen some astounding things in relation to the franchise and it has to stop.

September 08, 2006

Quote of the Day: Koenraad Kuiper

"The business of transcribing speech is hugely time consuming." --From Smooth Talkers.

You don't have to tell me that. Monday. I can't wait until Monday when I take my thesis to the binders. I'm also scared as hell of Monday. John volunteered to take it because he will be working in that area of town, but I'm not sure that'll work. I might just have to do it on my own.

September 07, 2006

Quote of the Day: Karin Aijmer

"Even if routines have a constituent structure, they are not necessarily generated by grammar."--From Conversational Routines in English: Convention and Creativity.


So, basically even if it looks like something could be broken up into smaller things...like nouns or verbs, that doesn't mean it is broken up into smaller things. As it turns out we can store quite large strings of things in our brains. Thank God for that, since without it my thesis would be pointless speculation.

September 06, 2006

Quote of the Day: John Heritage

"The social world is a pervasively conversational one in which an overwhelming proportion of the world's business is conducted through the medium of social interaction." --From Garfinkel and Ethnomethodology by John Heritage (1984, Polity Press: Cambridge).

Ethnomethodology is the study of how people within an ethnographic group go about their daily activities as members of the group. So, ethnomethodologists study what it means to be a member, how one functions as a member, how one recognizes other members, etc. While not really my bag, ethnomethodology certainly has its benefits and ethnomethodologists have contributed much to such fields as sociology and linguistics. I like this quote because its pretty much true the world over. We talk. We talk to create bonds between us. We talk to define ourselves. We talk in order to, just generally, get shit done and then get the hell out of Dodge. (Or, we talk in order to avoid getting shit done so that we can continue to stay in Dodge just a little bit longer.)

September 05, 2006

Playlist: Just Gotta Get Some Work Done

Come As You Are -- Nirvana
In Spite of Everything -- The New York Room
No Shelter [Live]-- Rage Against The Machine
I Dreamed of the Caucasus-- Damon and Naomi
Lines In The Suit-- Spoon
In Front Of Me-- theBetween
I Wanna Know-- Infinite Monkey Theorem
Take It Back-- Loquat
Perfect Weapon-- Communiqué
Come On Closer-- Jem
Make Believe-- The Dog & Everything
At Her Open Door-- Dead Meadow
Make you believe-- Three of Twelve
So I May Have Changed-- theBetween
So I Finally Decided To Give Myself A Reason-- I Can Make A Mess Like Nobody's Business
Take Your Carriage Clock And Shove It-- Belle & Sebastian
When You're Around-- Motion City Soundtrack
A Goodnight's Sleep-- The Starting Line
Bratcore-- VCR
Blue Dahlia-- The New York Room


I really should be better about not putting the same band on the playlist. I mean, did I not learn anything from making mix tapes growing up? Clearly not. I'm obsessed with The New York Room. I think they are amazing. They have this nice, surreal quality that seems to be combined with this lounge lizard quality. I'm not being very expressive, but I really recommend you check them out.

September 04, 2006

Where's a bartender when you need one?

This Schweppes advert I have become bizarrely fascinated with. It basically shows a bunch of people showing off while they are making drinks for their friends and of course, they are all drinks that some how involve schweppes tonic water. I suppose I’ve been trying to figure out what drinks they are making. The first guy starts off on the phone shaking what looks I assume is liquor and frozen berries in a cocktail shaker. I have no idea what he’s making, but it looks damn good. The next drinker maker is a woman watching tv while she makes mojitos. Ah, mojitos. There really is nothing like rum and mint mashed with limes and sugar. (Really, there is nothing like rum. That’s why the saddest part of the first Pirates of the Caribbean flick is when Elizabeth sets her little fire.) The third guy, at least in my viewing is making gin and tonics. A real show-off, isn’t he? What with bouncing the measure off his elbow and all. Oh, and then there’s the thing with the lime at the end. How sharp would your knife have to be to cut straight through the lime like that? How much force would the lime have to hit the blade in order to get that clean a cut? I wonder these things. I suppose it could be vodka and tonic as well, but who drinks that? Then there’s the nice 1940's veneer over the whole thing with the lighting, the furnishing in the apartment, the way people are dressed (check out that polka dot dress at the very beginning). Oh, and the song by Spike Jones and The City Slickers. I dig it. I just want to know what kind of drink that is with the berries!

September 03, 2006

Playlist: Cowboys and Thesalonikians

Firefly dialogue from episode 1       Joss Whedon    
Tiger Woods        Dan Bern    
Hang 'Em High        My Chemical Romance            
I Am Mine        Pearl Jam    
Pachuca Sunrise        Minus The Bear        
Phrase That Pays (Nashville Version)        The Academy Is...    
WE WROTE THE WORLD        Aunt Bee Overdrive    
Should Have Known        Bleed The Dream    
Where's The Devil...When You Need Him?        Th' Legendary Shack Shakers    
Voodoo Man        Voodoo Organist    
Well Well Well        Ben Harper & The Blind Boys Of Alabama    
Workin' Man Blues        Merle Haggard    
Skips On The Record       At The Drive-In    
Today Is The Day        Apollo Sunshine    
I Do Believe You Are The Devil        Aaron McMullan    
That Was My Veil        John Parish And Polly Jean Harvey    
Shy       Ani DiFranco        
I Got My Mojo Working        Muddy Waters    
Toybox       The Geraldine Fibbers    
My Assassin        The Bled    
Killbot 2000        Murder By Death        
When you're Dead        The Blackfoot Brothers   

 

The original thought behind this playlist was, well, to create some sort of cowboy themed mix for my mate Georgia's birthday (who is from Thesaloniki, hence the title.)  It descended rather quickly into a bluegrass-y, alt.country-y mix.  I've found it to be enjoyable; I haven't gotten to speak to Georgia yet so I don't know what she thinks of it.  I'm pretty much in hermitville working on my thesis at the moment. 

September 02, 2006

Goal of the Day: 11,000 words

Although I have not yet managed to add anything to my word count today, I have set a goal for myself. My goal is 11,000 words. Now, you might think that is a huge number for it would mean that I'd be adding 2,000 words to the paper today. And, you would be correct. It is in fact an enormous number. But, I like to aim high.

But, I feel I am capable of accomplishing such a feat. Plus, I have no other plans for today, or for the rest of the weekend or indeed the rest of the week so I might as well put my shoulder to the grindstone and plow ahead. Wish me luck.

September 01, 2006

In 400 words....

In 400 words, I will have over 9,000 of the 16,000 ish I have to write. In 400 words, I will hopefully be very near the end of a section currently named "Context based formulaic sequences" which includes a number of ridiculous and inane phrases like "Rockefeller Republican" (which, by the way, I had to look up because they truly don't exist anymore so I wasn't quite sure what they were. ) In 400 words, I'm going to give John a call. He is out with his mate Gavin. In 400 words, I will be going to meet them, assuming they're not in town. In 400 words, I will kick back and declare it Miller time. Although, In 400 words, I won't be drinking Miller. With all of these things, You'd think it'd be easy to press forward and write another 400 words. It's not. I am ready to give up now. But, I won't. I am going to make myself press on. After all, it is only 400 words.

Quote of the Day: Steve from thesneeze.com

Steve over at thesneeze.com has this feature that he calls, Steve, Don't Eat It!  Its absolutely wicked and full of nuggets of glorious text like today's quote:

 

 

I almost want to say it was like a freshly douched pork chop. But I won't. Why? Because I'm a fucking gentleman.

 

Good on you, Steve.  That had me giggling for ages.  And, as you may know, giggling is like carbonated approval.  Or some shit like that.  I don't know, I go a little mad after more than eight hours of thesis-writing.