Foibles
Some Frog (Frenchman) once wrote “I think, therefore I am”. In Latin this is “Cogito, ergo sum”. I know this because I was one of those idiots that took four years of Latin in High School instead of two years of Spanish (soon to be the National Language here in the US – press 2 for English).
I have received several emails about a recent post about Spanish speaking people. To them I will say – post your comments to the Blog. My email is already too cluttered by irrational messages from my friends. I have nothing against Spanish Speaking people, except the fact that they want me to learn their language.
I had a hard enough time learning English. I always wanted to be bi-lingual. Both my Mom and Dad were multi-lingual. I always wanted to learn French. For two reasons – even when the French are just talking about vegetables it sounds sexy and secondly I wanted to marry (or at least have a sexual relationship with) French singer and actress Françoise Hardy.
As usual, I have gone off on a tangent. We older people tend to do that sort of thing, especially after we have had too many cocktails. And that is the point of today’s blog.
Poto, ergo sum. I drink, therefore I am! This makes more sense to me. I tend to think better after having a few drinks. But after a few more drinks my thoughts become a bit muddled and I have a tendency to say things that I really don’t mean. After a few more cocktails I tend to really speak my mind (the alcohol confused mind).
Exempli gratia, the other day at two in the morning I sent an email to a bunch of my very good friends (Army Buddies). I was ticked off about them not responding to my Memorial Day Blog. I did not use pleasant language (you are allowed to do this with real friends); in fact I was quite nasty. Most of them apologized to me. However it is me that needs to apologize. Sorry guys!
There should be some way that we can hook up a breathalyzer to our Computer Keyboard as they do with a chronic Drunk Driver's ignition systems. If you are over the limit - it just won't work. This would have saved me from a very embarrassing moment.
The Beach Bum
I have received several emails about a recent post about Spanish speaking people. To them I will say – post your comments to the Blog. My email is already too cluttered by irrational messages from my friends. I have nothing against Spanish Speaking people, except the fact that they want me to learn their language.
I had a hard enough time learning English. I always wanted to be bi-lingual. Both my Mom and Dad were multi-lingual. I always wanted to learn French. For two reasons – even when the French are just talking about vegetables it sounds sexy and secondly I wanted to marry (or at least have a sexual relationship with) French singer and actress Françoise Hardy.
As usual, I have gone off on a tangent. We older people tend to do that sort of thing, especially after we have had too many cocktails. And that is the point of today’s blog.
Poto, ergo sum. I drink, therefore I am! This makes more sense to me. I tend to think better after having a few drinks. But after a few more drinks my thoughts become a bit muddled and I have a tendency to say things that I really don’t mean. After a few more cocktails I tend to really speak my mind (the alcohol confused mind).
Exempli gratia, the other day at two in the morning I sent an email to a bunch of my very good friends (Army Buddies). I was ticked off about them not responding to my Memorial Day Blog. I did not use pleasant language (you are allowed to do this with real friends); in fact I was quite nasty. Most of them apologized to me. However it is me that needs to apologize. Sorry guys!
There should be some way that we can hook up a breathalyzer to our Computer Keyboard as they do with a chronic Drunk Driver's ignition systems. If you are over the limit - it just won't work. This would have saved me from a very embarrassing moment.
The Beach Bum
Labels: Personal. Language
5 Comments:
Duke,
Never feel sorry for anything....sorry is a nasty word to begin with.....Hell I never say I am sorry, sometimes I say I am "wrong" but never sorry....to damn hard to get that word out of my mouth....
AND most importantly I am not YOUR Friend....
I am your BROTHER FOR EVER SON....LIKE IT OR NOT, ITS A FACT...and drunk or sober we all get pissed at family time to time.
Raymond
Your classic education may have been limited by narrow minded teachers. Was it a parochial school? How about a Latin drinking song? I still remember the one we learned from some guys from Ball State who we parked next to in the infield of the 1962 Indy 500:
Omnia Gallia est divisa en partes tres,
Omnia gallia est divisa en partes tres,
Omnia Gallia est divisa,
Allia jacta est!
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