Turkey days
I say days because — though I am not in the States — I got one of those “you spent lots of money, here’s a free turkey” turkeys. But it’s 20 pounds. And we’re 5 people here. And one of us doesn’t eat turkey. And one of us has had to go away because the teachers at his school went on strike so they’re seeing an arbitrator and he won’t be here tonight. Twenty pounds, all for me, my mother, and my sister — who is ten. Good thing I like turkey salad. I bet, though, that this is going to be a slow day for the blogging.
I’m going to miss a friend presenting her work on the semantics of ASL because I will be driving that day. Frustrating. Like so many other linguists, I think ASL is especially neat. Why? I’ve no idea. I’m not switching. (a) it’s too expensive getting translators and (b) I want my field work to be somewhere warm. Fijian must be a really cool language, right?
A new Demotivators calendar. One day.
I can’t decide if I should put all these brief and unrelated comments in separate tiny blog posts. Today’s answer: no.