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I bought a pack of these "learn Italian" flashcards last month, and totally forgot about them. Not that I've had much time to sit around and play memory games these days...or blog, for that matter.
But, that'll all change in the next 2 days, as I begin a marathon month of blog posts and video diary podcasts. And, Geoff and I will be updating our station's blog, aptly named, Geoff and JL's Torino Blog. Kinda like this blog, but without all the swears (and robots).
If you're sick of hearing about Torino and the Olympics already, then you'd be wise to avoid my blog for the next month - cause it's gonna be full of it. Anyway, I gotta go now...I'm gonna paste these flashcards all over the house.
Ciao! [wait. it is ciao, right? I better go look that up.]
9 Comments:
Just friggin' get there already! Okay? Geeze.
GOT-DAMN!!! ROBOTS ON A MUTHAFUCKIN' PLANE!!!
LOL.
I know...I know....I haven't had anything "blogworthy" lately, so I did one of those "I don't have anything blogworthy posts" - internet magic, that's what that is.
I took Italian in college and it's the funnest language to speak.
Over emphasize every syllable and use your hands a LOT!
If I get a chance I'll pull out my Italian books and look up some useful phrases like:
Diami quello micrófono- Give me that microphone
No, No. Soy de Canada - No, No. I'm from Canada.
Dovè la birra? - Where's the beer?
The Birthday Massacre, Atlanta, Georgia, March 21st.
I hope you can go--I'm going to see them in San Antonio one week before; the show in Atlanta (closest to you) is on my birthday, as well. Sorry for the silence until now again too...if I had an excuse to why I didn't post in so long I would use it, but alas I am just that pitiful.
if i wasn't so fucking hammered right notw i'd duide nevermind and shit you wouldn't understand.
I the 'Kids' version of your Torino spots when I was in Asheville, on the way to Nashville last friday. Those were all great spots. Have fun over there.
From one betacam user to another... proceed with caution when charging your bricks... especially anton bauers overseas. a co-worker blew a fuse that knocked out his whole floor at the hotel.
but good luck!
key italian phrase: il conto = if you don't say that they never bring the check at a restaurant.
Yeah, you have to say "il conto" because in italian resturants normally one person sitting on the table (the one who's supposed to pay) gets up and go to the counter. This is a form of respect: showing your wallet in Italy is kinda unpolite in some situations.
I know we may be strange for you, but that's the way it is! And we do not use our hands when we speak: this is a stereotype for all the italian-americans who came from southern Italy (in the South is more common to see people waving their arms only to say "Hey buddy, how much time!"
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