I just dug up an old poster I saved from being thrown out at work some
Are you lonely?
Work on your own?
Hate having to make decisions?
Then hold a Meeting
You can get to see other people, sleep in peace, off-load decisions,
feel important and impress your colleagues.
The Practical Alternative To Work
I just got an idea (well, actually, I’m sure I had the idea before, but I never did anything about it) how one might explain the Norwegian language situation to a speaker of English, using Alternate History.
Let’s imagine Scotland had regained her independence in the 19th century. And let’s ignore Gaelic for the moment. Because of the strong nationalist feelings unleashed back then, it’s very likely there would have been a strong urge to replace English with a national language, Scots.
This could be done in two ways.
One would be to recreate the Scots language by investigating the living dialects and picking the most conservative elements from each (using also the historical Scots language for comparison). This language would be very different from English, and it would probably be fairly close to the dialects of rural Aberdeenshire, I imagine.
The other way would be to adjust the written language to make it more similar to English as spoken by educated people in the cities, adjusting the orthography to make it look more Scottish and adding frequently used Scots words (such as wee and aye).
Most people would realise after a while that having two national languages (in addition to Gaelic, I suppose) would be somewhat overwhelming, so there would be attempts at unifying them. However, both groups would resent changing their own language, and the result would be a lot of variant forms in both language variants, without any unification happening.
Pupils would have to learn both variants in school, which they would hate, and Newscots would be seen as a dialect from rural Aberdeenshire, ridiculed by many people in the cities.
Just ordered a pizza from Domino’s. I don’t know why I do it – sure, they’re better than the ones from the local chippie, but they’re ridiculously expensive.
Is it just because I can avoid leaving my flat and avoid using the phone? I guess so – I hate calling people, and I don’t fancy walking all the way down to Pizza Hut. But it is a silly way to waste money.
I’ve created an account on Flickr. It seems to work very smoothly,
but am I the only one to find it slightly odd that my page is called
19414697@N00 instead of my username or similar?
Update: It turns out it was just the default setting. My page now has a proper name: viralbus.
Strange – when I post by sending an email, Blogger seems to throw away some spaces in the subject line, possibly in connexion with non-ASCII characters. For instance, ‘have været hjemme’ became ‘haveværethjemme’, and ‘Status på’ became ‘Statuspå’. Odd!
I’ve been sitting at my computer for far too long now. I’d better fill up the washing machine and then try to figure out how to put up the extraction fan. I’m dreading it somewhat because I think it’s too heavy for the dry-wall.
Can I really also post just by sending an email to a secret address?