I agree, it shouldn’t be used as a way to slam someone. Point it out if you’re in the middle of a useful response. I would consider this a form of error detection / error correction feedback, because maybe the original poster genuinely doesn’t know. Speaking for myself, I would wonder what the speaker hears in their head when they’re presented with both spellings.

But if we’re playing fast and loose with the rules, then we should also accept ‘luce’ as another alternative. The point here being, how far can we take it before everyone agrees that it’s no longer a reasonable alternative?

I’ve long considered that learning a second language is like learning to play music. So yeah, there’s the precision of classical, versus the freestyle of jazz.

But if you’re playing some vinyl on a turntable and asking others to listen to it while jumping around on the floor next to it, don’t be surprised if people seem distracted when the needle starts to jump around. Was that a glitch, or was it intentional?

Tangent time: around 25 years ago I was reading up on DNS (and BIND) and came across something that stuck with me. I might be paraphrasing, but it went something like “be strict in what you send, and flexible in what you accept”. The context had to do with acceptable DNS names being passed around, and a methodology to improve the odds of mutual success.

Shifting back to being more on topic: I wish I could speak and write at a level far better than I can now. When I hear certain speakers (typically from England) I simultaneously have a great appreciation for their language competence and a regret for my own competence. I do try to be better, although I do fail.

In the end, I’d like to be able to bring others along when I lift myself up.

Forsooth, verily, and widdershins

*Lourdes

Pardon my ignorance as a non-American, but weren’t there rumblings of Biden being able to do the same, back around the time of the RBG debacle?

I’m surprised spreadsheets and fax machines weren’t somehow involved.

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Great. You’ve managed to conjure up the imagery of him inventing TSL, or Trump Sign Language.

Time to go look for some cat videos.

In a similar situation here in NZ. On a perm resident visa through partnership, can’t vote, keenly interested in being on my best behaviour here. Labour wasn’t amazeballs, but the current coalition is like watching a pack of dogs with diarrhoea tear through a quiet town. You just know it’ll be on someone else to clean up after them.

persona non grata

And floss

That’s one thing I noticed about NZ, during my first trip: the speed limits are generally sane. If anything, the rural speed limits have a genuine sense of reality to them.

In stark contrast, driving in Canada (Toronto area) and the US (Texas) most times I felt I could safely go faster, were it not for the constant threat of speed traps or random / stealth cruisers.

In NZ if you’re doing a long drive and you don’t heed the slower speed limits as you enter a bend in the road, you may have just fucked yourself. Especially if the roads have a layer of moisture, which is likely.

And the more built up areas have a decent amount of traffic calming, which is nice.

Toronto and really all of the GTA need a severe dose of NotJustBikes to get sorted.

Give us this day our daily bandwidth,
And forgive us our connectivity issues,
As we forgive those who disrupt our signal.

Oh no!

Anyway, how’s your weekend been going?

How bloody insane. I can’t think of too many indoor occupations that would require someone to stand in order to be better at their job.

Even surgeons should be as comfy as possible. If someone needs to cut open my skull to remove some badness, I’d really like them to be comfy the entire time.

Time for chair pants aka ‘chants’ to gain some popularity.

Petty. I love it :-D

A fellow Marlboro Coors Lite Ford Chevy SUV pickup banking insurance sportsball enthusiast, I see

Reminds me of the Abbot in Sir Terry Pratchett’s Thief of Time.

He’d never pick up a single bit of trash

With those hands?

I’ll see myself out

Why say lot word

Back in the 80s one of my first jobs out of university was working downtown Toronto. One of my coworkers was this effervescent woman of Japanese-Canadian descent.

She would talk about what it was like meeting guys in clubs.

“So, where are you from?”

“Scarborough”

“Uh… no, I mean where are you originally from?”

(feigning an “oh I getcha now” moment) “Ohh okay, yeah… Saskatchewan”, since that’s where she really was from, previously.

2 years later, somewhere in their sales and marketing departments:

“Hey, you know what would make us even more money?”

“No, but do tell”

“Advertising”

“Genius - how is it nobody has ever thought of this before?”