A Provincial Liberal spin-doctor, trying to justify the amounts of money spent (wasted) by the Government, wrote, “We’ve increased Guaranteed Income Supplement payments for seniors. We’ve started building more roads, bridges and transit to create jobs, and help you get to work on time at the end of a long day.” Would that be in a cart placed firmly in front of the horse, or is it as we go to our second job, to be able to pay the taxes to replace what they’ve frittered away?
The above ranks right up there with the sign in the Notre Dame football locker-room that says, “Success is getting up one more time than you’ve been knocked down.” Go ahead, try that. You haven’t been knocked down, so you only have to get up once…. This success thing is harder than it looks – especially in university mathematics.
The term for ‘It’s been wrong so often and for so long, that now it’s right, is ‘hypercorrect incorrectness.’ All those who haven’t nodded off, can now pray to have Archon’s OCD cured.
“The better you feel about yourself, the less you feel the need to show off.” And now I know why I’m so low-key. I am very comfortable in my own skin.
Did I miss a language lesson somewhere??? When the Hell did ‘chick’ become ‘chic’? I collect the occasional misusage, to poke fun at. This has become endemic. I see it everywhere! Me and this chic went to a bar. Chic [sheek] means fashionable, stylish, elegant and/or attractive.
It’s the difference between knowing your shit, and knowing you’re shit.
While recently celebrating Columbus Day, certain Americans discovered that Canadians were celebrating our Thanksgiving, earlier than the US, because of our shorter growing season. Considerable confusion arose. “Well, do you celebrate Christmas and Easter at the same time we do?”
MSN.ca celebrated with an article titled, ’23 things Canadians say, that Americans don’t understand.’ It included my favorite, poutine (French fries, gravy and grated mozzarella), serviette (paper napkin) and two-four (a case of beer).
I discovered another regionalism, but balked at the quote some Canuck used to explain it. “A washroom is just a polite way of saying bathroom.” No, it’s not! As my Grade 5 teacher explained to “that kid”, a room which contains a toilet/urinal, and a sink, is a washroom. If instead, it contains a tub, or shower stall, it then becomes a bathroom.
‘Restroom’ is an already chi-chi way to describe a place where you can sit down, rest, and take a load off – your feet. ‘Powder room’ has nothing to do with explosions or demolition. It’s one of the above, full of euphemism, not powder. As a comedienne explained, “Women don’t fart, and we don’t sweat. If we didn’t bitch, we’d explode.” 😆