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The absorption of language into an ongoing life. Something interesting on language as it touches upon the author and the times.
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- Venice, Italy
- Suburban Stonehenge
- "Attention, mes éleves!"
- "Olé!"/"Hola!"
- Provocative sign: "Language Line"
- "Criminently"
- Don't ask too many questions, Don.
- "This early morn": a poem
- Bill Maher...in his Own Words?
- Calder, 3: The words that capture the experience
- Calder, 2: "Hello Girls," "Three Quintains" (the ...
- Calder, 1: The picture worth a thousand words?
- O, No. So Bad.
- Diplomacy Begins with the Tongue
- Calder's Universe, and Einstein's
- Nostalgia Is Setting In...
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About Me
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- I am a retired college professor in the Southwestern United States, communication studies my field. I've ALWAYS been interested in language and have done several light-hearted but serious page-a-day calendars on the theme for family and friends, the younger contingent of whom has encouraged me to do a blog. This is it!
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ReplyDeleteHad to re-post this again ~ This is wonderful Dad! Hilarious! I wonder, if on the Summer Solstice, if the sun would find its way directly through the center bins!
ReplyDeleteKudos!
Elizabeth