[waterfall]

So sorry. Hope you did not locate an hociR during the dislocation. If you journey to Menagha, Minnesota you will see Finns sipping slurpy coffee from a saucer in the restaurant. There you will hear musical speech, punctuated with "Sure. you betcha. but Doncha know?"

[magkelly]

I only drawl when I want to, and usually only when I'm joking around. I've lived half my life down South but honestly I'm about as Yankee as a person can get who was technically born south of the Mason-Dixon line. I can just as easily sound like native NYC cab driver or like an actor on some posh Masterpiece period piece. Or Irish, or Scots. Or like I am from Maine. I'm very fluid with the language thing. Give me one hour in a new place and I can sound like I was born there. I've fooled guys from the UK into thinking I was too many times, for pranks. Half the people I meet here are convinced I'm a true Southern Belle until I totally drop the drawl and start sounding like someone's MIL from Brooklyn or like a hippie from Northern CA, which really confuses them, lol. I usually tell people I'm from everywhere and nowhere and let them make what they will of that.

[monochrome]

soon to arrive hociR K3

My grandmother counseled that money shouldn't announce itself. Transliterating her counsel - GEAR needn't announce itself.

Of course, since I have neither no one will ever know the turth.

---------- Post added 02-26-14 at 04:24 PM ----------

The two most pleaseant to my ear dialects of American spoken English are 'Winston-Salem North Carolina' and 'Coastal New England Yankee.'

I dated a drawl for several years during and after college, but my commitment schedule was not in agreement with hers, so she cut me loose. Figuring she would speak nicely far longer than she would look 23 I married (actually, I asked - she married) the Yankee, and she sounds as sweet today as she did lo those decades ago.

She has cast a withering glance at my depleted PayPal account so I shall not purchase a silver K3.

[stevebrot]

The two most pleaseant to my ear dialects of American spoken English are 'Winston-Salem North Carolina' and 'Coastal New England Yankee.'

NE Texas is about as smooth as it gets.


Steve

[waterfall]

My grandmother counseled that money shouldn't announce itself. Transliterating her counsel - GEAR needn't announce itself.

Of course, since I have neither no one will ever know the turth.

---------- Post added 02-26-14 at 04:24 PM ----------

The two most pleaseant to my ear dialects of American spoken English are 'Winston-Salem North Carolina' and 'Coastal New England Yankee.'

I dated a drawl for several years during and after college, but my commitment schedule was not in agreement with hers, so she cut me loose. Figuring she would speak nicely far longer than she would look 23 I married (actually, I asked - she married) the Yankee, and she sounds as sweet today as she did lo those decades ago.

She has cast a withering glance at my depleted PayPal account so I shall not purchase a silver K3.

Yes, Winston-Salem dialect is pleasing. I love it whe a waitress calls me "Honey." Up north that word would have an interrogative lilt and be about stuff to put on your toast.

[Racer X 69]

The first time my (then future) wife visited some of my family in Pushmataha County (OK) ... she could not understand much and she had/has a very good level of English. I had to work at it, too. J

Well when y'all get down Lozy-Anna way there is a great place to get crawfish. Steamboat Bills off of I-10, Lake Charles, exit 29 Eastbound, 30A Westbound.

Mmmmmmm . . . . . . . tasty!

It'll fill yore hungry spot, yeah.

Up North, I scoop net craw dads in the spring just as the ice shrinks from the shore on the lake. Boil them up and smash them open with a stainless steel "crab hammer" I have owned since fishing Dungeness crab from Morro Bay, CA back in the mid 1970s. Hammers work the best for cracking crabs and craw dads. Never tried the hammer with lobster. Elder daughter lives in southern New Hampshire and we always visit Boston whe we see her for "Legal Seafood" on Boylston Street. Always get lobster. But I think they would confiscate my stainless steel crab hammer if I walked in with it hanging from my belt.

My whole life I have been able to slip into a suthun drawl when around southerners, and many have asked me where in the South I was from. Reading your post made me curious, so I tried to say "sure, you betcha" with a southern drawl.
I dislocated my right TMJ and sprained my tongue.

That's funny.

Mrs. Racer gets annoyed at me when I return from a lap of North America, as each visit to the deep South has me returning home with a drawl.

Then there was the Good Ole Boy down in Roanoke some years back. I had a dispatch to pick up some equipment, and when I arrived he asks, "Yew ain't fum aroun' heah, aw yew?"

I replied, "No sir, what was your first clue?"

He says, "Iss yer aksent!"

"My accent?" I inquired.

Now this dude was real proud of his knowledge of dialects, and he proudly proclaimed, "Yer Canadan!"

So sorry. Hope you did not locate an hociR during the dislocation. If you journey to Menagha, Minnesota you will see Finns sipping slurpy coffee from a saucer in the restaurant. There you will hear musical speech, punctuated with "Sure. you betcha. but Doncha know?"

I only drawl when I want to, and usually only when I'm joking around. I've lived half my life down South but honestly I'm about as Yankee as a person can get who was technically born south of the Mason-Dixon line. I can just as easily sound like native NYC cab driver or like an actor on some posh Masterpiece period piece. Or Irish, or Scots. Or like I am from Maine. I'm very fluid with the language thing. Give me one hour in a new place and I can sound like I was born there. I've fooled guys from the UK into thinking I was too many times, for pranks. Half the people I meet here are convinced I'm a true Southern Belle until I totally drop the drawl and start sounding like someone's MIL from Brooklyn or like a hippie from Northern CA, which really confuses them, lol. I usually tell people I'm from everywhere and nowhere and let them make what they will of that.

My grandmother counseled that money shouldn't announce itself. Transliterating her counsel - GEAR needn't announce itself.

Of course, since I have neither no one will ever know the turth.

---------- Post added 02-26-14 at 04:24 PM ----------

The two most pleaseant to my ear dialects of American spoken English are 'Winston-Salem North Carolina' and 'Coastal New England Yankee.'

I dated a drawl for several years during and after college, but my commitment schedule was not in agreement with hers, so she cut me loose. Figuring she would speak nicely far longer than she would look 23 I married (actually, I asked - she married) the Yankee, and she sounds as sweet today as she did lo those decades ago.

She has cast a withering glance at my depleted PayPal account so I shall not purchase a silver K3.

And so the discussion of the livE hociR has taken yet another turn.

This time to delightful crustacean delicacies and the finer points of regional dialects and accents of the spoken word.

NE Texas is about as smooth as it gets.


Steve

Matthew McConaughey. Longview, Texas.

A voice as smooth as butter.

[MJSfoto1956]

Ricoh has a rich photo history. Here's proof:



Just saying'...

M

[monochrome]

NE Texas is about as smooth as it gets.


Steve

Yep - I'll add NE Texas.

[VoiceOfReason]

I wanted to remind everyone you can't have awesome without me in it.

[Racer X 69]

I wanted to remind everyone you can't have awesome without me in it.

That goes for each and every one of us!

Y'all.

[monochrome]

I wanted to remind everyone you can't have awesome without me in it.

I'll just observe one can't have awesome without we in it.

[j2photos]

Now that I am back the fun can begin again.

[VoiceOfReason]

Fun? What's fun?

[j2photos]

Fun? What's fun?

Shooting with a K-3?

[jac]

Now that I am back the fun can begin again.

Were you gone?