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    22 Ingenious Maps That Show How Americans Speak English Totally Differently | Business Insider Australia
    I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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    • Badger - I saw that yday over here, and bookmarked it for future reading. There are actually a TON of maps he made. So - in the spirit of showing off dialects, here are my personal pronunciations...

      Caramel - care-ah-mell and car-mull both, depending on what I am looking at - a sauce or dipped apples (for example) get two different pronunciations

      Been - bin
      Bowie - boh-ee
      Crayon - cray-ahn
      Lawyer - law-yer, where law rhymes with "saw"

      Slaw - is always coleslaw as I have never had any other kind except the cabbage version. If I ever had the broccoli kind, THAT would get called slaw and not coleslaw
      Addressing a group of people - "you guys" with friends, "you" or "you all" with more formal situations, and "y'all" just for occasional effect with kids or friends and family

      Mayonnaise - may-uh-naze
      Pajamas, second syllable - puh-jah-muzz
      Pecan - pee-kahn
      Generic term for sweetened carbonated beverage - soda pop when I was a kid in Texas, moved to Ohio and called it pop, moved to New Jersey and called it soda, still call it soda today even though I am back to living in the land of pop. Third calls it pop as she learned to talk here. Fourth calls it soda as she follows house convention, which is soda.

      American mini-lobster critter - crawdad everywhere except in New Orleans because they say crawfish and I will use that term there to please them just so I get my crawfish étouffée, gumbo, and remoulade salad delivered to my table with minimal fuss

      Number 13: Traffic circle, not a roundabout
      Syrup - sir-up
      The long sandwich - a sub. Although I recognize hoagie.
      The public cool water dispenser - water fountain
      Generic term for rubber soled, athletic or gym shoes - tennis shoes, pronounced tennih-shooz, and spoken quickly as if it were one word; but sometimes sneakers sneaks in from my time in New Jersey

      Big road with fast speeds - highway
      When it rains while the sun is shining - no term for this
      What I mean when I talk about "the City" - referring to NYC specifically, it means NYC. Otherwise, it means whatever city is the topic of conversation, frequently Cleveland with me. And the locals here mean it to be any city at all, just opposite to living rurally

      Drive-through liquor store - drive through
      Mary/merry/marry - all three are the same

      Have fun!
      Last edited by Crabbcakes; 06-08-2013, 03:51 PM.
      I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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      • Some differences:

        Mayonnaise - may-uh-naze
        Pecan - pee-kahn
        In CA, Mah-naze.

        In the south: peh KAHN

        The long sandwich - a sub. Although I recognize hoagie.
        N'Orleans: po'boy

        When it rains while the sun is shining
        Sun shower

        Mary/merry/marry
        Mare-ee; MEH ree, mah ree.

        Yep, we Americans talk funny.
        "Right is right, even if no one is doing it; wrong is wrong, even if everyone is doing it." - St. Augustine

        B*tch-lite

        Who says back fat is a bad thing? Maybe on a hairy guy at the beach, but not on a crab.

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        • Gwamma was funny - the name "Patty" comes out "petty" with her, which made me do the split-second mental whizzing thing until I got it. So I said "oh! Patty!" where Patty rhymes with catty. So Gwamma tried to duplicate my vowels, and it came out P-AAAAAAtty, with a huge vowel stress in the middle as she was feeling her way through it. Cute as hell!

          Joanie, I have a few pronunciation quirks that the Garden Staters and Ohioans always pick up on:
          Radiator - rad-ee-a-tor (third syllable is a long a) where rad rhymes with cad
          Creek - crick in conversational speech, creek (rhymes with peek) in reading aloud
          Hoof, Roof - almost like woof with different first letters

          For other nonsense:
          Route - root or rowt, depending
          Lightning bugs, not fireflies

          Maddening to me:
          The locals call hamburger, both the raw ground beef and the cooked patty - "hamburg". Yuck.
          Last edited by Crabbcakes; 06-08-2013, 06:19 PM.
          I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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          • All sweetened carbonated beverages = fizzy drinks. But a Scottish couple I knew called them 'juice', which explains a lot about healthy eating in Scotland.
            I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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            • Originally posted by Crabbcakes View Post
              Route - root or rowt, depending
              .
              Route = root
              Rout = rowt
              but I have succumbed to router = rowter.
              I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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              • I called them lightening bugs growing up also (NY).

                We used to put them in jars to make lanterns, then be sad in the morning when we just had a jar of dead bugs. Then we'd do it all over again.

                buoy - I've heard both boo-ee and boy

                I think once you leave the North East, hamburger become ground beef.
                "Right is right, even if no one is doing it; wrong is wrong, even if everyone is doing it." - St. Augustine

                B*tch-lite

                Who says back fat is a bad thing? Maybe on a hairy guy at the beach, but not on a crab.

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                • Originally posted by Crabbcakes View Post
                  Pecan - pee-kahn
                  Sorry Crabby... but a PEE can is something you put under your bed at night..... I think JoanieL has it right....

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                  • Caramel - Car- ml
                    Been - bin
                    Bowie - Boo-ee
                    Crayon - cray-ahn
                    Lawyer - loy- yer

                    Slaw - Anything involving amounts of julienned veggies and some form of vinaigrette
                    Addressing a group of people - y'all. "All y'all" when referring to a larger group that the smaller group is part of. (Y'all students, all y'all university people)
                    Mayonnaise - man- aze
                    Pajamas, second syllable - puh-jah-muzz
                    Pecan - pih-kahn
                    Generic term for sweetened carbonated beverage - A soda, or the proper name of the soda involved

                    American mini-lobster critter - Any or all of mudbug, crawdad, or crawfish

                    Number 13: They don't exist here, but I've always called them roundabouts.
                    Syrup - seer-up
                    The long sandwich - a sub. Although I recognize hoagie and po- boy.
                    The public cool water dispenser - water fountain
                    Generic term for rubber soled, athletic or gym shoes -tennis shoes

                    Big road with fast speeds - highway or freeway, depending on the size (up to two lanes per direction, highway; over two lanes per direction, freeway)
                    When it rains while the sun is shining - Devil's beating his wife
                    What I mean when I talk about "the City" - I never use this term, as it's too generic
                    Drive-through liquor store - None of the above. Down here, they're Eskimo Huts (company name), or beer barns
                    Mary/merry/marry - all three are the same
                    Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
                    My Latest Journal

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                    • Originally posted by ssn679doc View Post
                      Sorry Crabby... but a PEE can is something you put under your bed at night..... I think JoanieL has it right....
                      That word will be the one thing that finally breaks this country up into several smaller sections - all depending on how the natives grew up pronouncing it. And the tree doesn't even grow everywhere!

                      I have actually heard the word come out of people's mouths as pee-can. And, yes, a pee can is just as you describe. That pronunciation is horrible. But I do not say that - mine is pee-kahn. Not too much stress on the first syllable, lest you think I go around saying PEE-can.

                      So now naiad, myself, and Joanie/doc have our pronunciations - see, the battle fronts are appearing along historical lines...

                      So, doc - do the rest of the words now!
                      I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                      • Hi CC - finally managed to get onto this damned internet tonight - not having huge success.
                        Thank you so much for the primal feast, the wonderful hospitality and the hugs !!!!!!!! I just loved meeting you and your gorgeous family. They are delightful !!!!!! I so DID NOT want to leave ........anyway praps a we conference in NZ ?????????
                        .........
                        sssssssoooooooonnnnnnnnn
                        Xxx
                        "never let the truth get in the way of a good story "

                        ...small steps....

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                        • Please let First know I posted some pics on my journal for her.
                          Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.

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                          • Originally posted by honeybuns View Post
                            Please let First know I posted some pics on my journal for her.
                            We're off to look...!
                            I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                            • Originally posted by NZ primal Gwamma View Post
                              Hi CC - finally managed to get onto this damned internet tonight - not having huge success.
                              Thank you so much for the primal feast, the wonderful hospitality and the hugs !!!!!!!! I just loved meeting you and your gorgeous family. They are delightful !!!!!! I so DID NOT want to leave ........anyway praps a we conference in NZ ?????????
                              .........
                              sssssssoooooooonnnnnnnnn
                              Xxx
                              You are entirely welcome. Make sure to have a blast in NYC, and we will so be in touch!
                              I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                              • Dear Journal -

                                8 a.m. finds me on the porch, kind of bummed in a diffuse, general way. I haven't been writing because that is how my last two weeks have gone - nothing either horrible or glorious, but my general mood has been one of "meh". I think I know what the problem might be - not enough fresh air.

                                See, in the summer, as soon as the weather gets even a little humid and/or warm (but especially humid), hubby likes to make a mad dash for the central air and crank it. And that always seems to coincide with a mood slide for me. Weird, curious, whatever, but I have lived long enough in houses with central AC to really think this is a pattern. And then I just do not want to do much of anything - bare-bones cooking, cleaning, no gumption to do anything except stare at some blue light or something like that. Which is kinda scary, as I, years ago, had a HUGE spell of depression, and I just don't want to go there and these funks feel like a slide right into that. Diet coke has been my best friend.

                                This year is a cool and wet summer for us in this corner, so it isn't like the heat is driving me indoors. Yuck. And hubby does change out the air filters on a regular basis. The HVAC is geothermal.

                                So, here I sit on the porch, trying to absorb some good air ions.

                                In other news, First and Fourth are getting ready to go to YMCA horse camp in a week. It will be the first camp of any stripe ever for both of them. Last weekend the Family Crabbcakes went on a little road trip to find the entrance of the camp - it is hidden down a dirt road in a neighboring county, and Fourth wanted to be sure we knew the way beforehand. We had a chance meeting with the camp director's wife, who told us we could wander around on top of the hill for a spell - all other residents were together down by the lake, and she radioed to all and sundry that we were up there, and as soon as it looked like some folks were headed back up our way, we left.

                                Hubby got me a birthday present - a watch. My last one from him broke - that one had been a gift from him as well, on the occasion of our first anniversary, so it held out about 16 years (broke a while ago and I had been trying to find a jeweler to repair it but not succeeding). The last one was a granite-faced watch from Fossil. This one is a wooden-cased and wooden-strap watch. Yup, the watch actually has a link strap made entirely of wood. Hubby knows I am really, really hippie-granola in my jewelry tastes. I am probably the only gal in existence up would take a black raw diamond necklace over a highly polished white diamond one any day of the week.

                                My Ancient One is still doing well. Nineteen and 1/2 years old and counting! Not bad for a kitty cat!

                                And, that seems to be all. I am feeling a bit more settled after sitting here, listening to birdsong, breathing in fresh air from the woods, and watching one of my cats keep me company. I love cats. Oh - seems that hubby will be taking Fourth to a localish animal shelter on Wednesday mornings to play with the kittens and scoop poop. That was Fourth's request - to visit an animal shelter and actually volunteer there.

                                Well, Journal, thanks for the company!
                                I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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