So, I’m almost outtie. I’m heading to New England, which I guess is kind of Old England at this point. The pilgrims came ages ago. My hometown is still older. 1565!!!!BOOOYAAAA you puritan beootches!
Still though, I respect the rich history I’m going to soak up in Massachusetts. By rich history I mean my girlfriend will probably drag me to go shopping in such historic places as Old Navy and perhaps a more upscale boutique like Macy’s. True American landmarks.Then we’ll probably go to a little known local restaurant like Pizzeria Uno. America is so homogenized these days.
My first roommate in college was from Worchester or however you say it. It always came out more like “Wishster.” Accents are funny. Somehow I missed out on one. My Mom really doesn’t have one except when she says “wash” or “burger” and you can tell she’s from the Midwest. My dad, on the other hand, sounds like Hank Hill, so there’s no question where he grew up. I live in a family full of accents since my sister has the southern drawl as well, one of my brothers has lived in Wisconsin for two decades and sounds like a native and my step dad is British by way of Australia. So we are an eclectically accented bunch. While here in the southland, I sound anything but southern and it makes me wonder if, perhaps, when I am up north they’ll detect an accent. The flip side is being home, the Misses might talk more native. That would be a wicked pissah.
Catch you next Tuesday.
Or the one after that.
Still though, I respect the rich history I’m going to soak up in Massachusetts. By rich history I mean my girlfriend will probably drag me to go shopping in such historic places as Old Navy and perhaps a more upscale boutique like Macy’s. True American landmarks.Then we’ll probably go to a little known local restaurant like Pizzeria Uno. America is so homogenized these days.
My first roommate in college was from Worchester or however you say it. It always came out more like “Wishster.” Accents are funny. Somehow I missed out on one. My Mom really doesn’t have one except when she says “wash” or “burger” and you can tell she’s from the Midwest. My dad, on the other hand, sounds like Hank Hill, so there’s no question where he grew up. I live in a family full of accents since my sister has the southern drawl as well, one of my brothers has lived in Wisconsin for two decades and sounds like a native and my step dad is British by way of Australia. So we are an eclectically accented bunch. While here in the southland, I sound anything but southern and it makes me wonder if, perhaps, when I am up north they’ll detect an accent. The flip side is being home, the Misses might talk more native. That would be a wicked pissah.
Catch you next Tuesday.
Or the one after that.
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