h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

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I try to keep moving so that people's eyes dont have much time to rest in one place. Who knows what flaws they could find. D-oh!

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I almost fell off my chair reading this. Because there is a season when Canadian guys come totally into their own. It is just the very first day, the very first hour, the very first minute of Spring. They just seem to know. And the same hosers whose male glory was hidden all winter with those ... duh! ... toques and lumberjackets (oh, I slipped, I mean thin leather jackets) suddenly throw off their shirts, lean over balconies and bellow YAAAAHOOOOOO! at the top of their lungs.

Dontcha just LOVE it? And then they find their buddies with jeeps and pile into those, cranking the CD players up and drive around and around in their shirtless magnificence.

Certain I think must be a very risky clothing practice, since those same magnificent Canadian guys seem to ALWAYS come down with Spring colds. Ani.

<< Canadians are all about cool, not cold.>>
Here, and I always thought that Canada was colder than NZ!

Oh Canada is very very cold. But Canukians are very very tough. (Note to self: ask her if she would like to buy some swamp land in Florida.)

Florida, noooooooooo! Jeb Bush is the Governator there...
Youse guys (hey, there's a Kiwi-ism for you) must be like polar bears. I do not like cold.

Adelaide: 'Youse guys' is Canukian too. You must promise never to divulge what I am about to tell you to anyone.

We hate the cold. We have hired a huge American public relations firm to show television images of Peruvian skiers, snowboarders, dogsledders, figure skaters, and so on (dressed up in red Canukian sweaters and toques) every 35 seconds to promote our hardiness to the world. The hardiest we get is backing a hockey team that just won't win come hek or hi water. (Ha! Did you think I meant the Leafs, Ottawa? Leafs are gonna win. Wait til next year!)

Now mum's the word. Ani.

Don't worry, ani, your secret is safe with me...

I have always thought that English suffers from the lack of a plural "you" (which of course, was once a plural anyway...) The Maori kids I was at school with always said "you guys, youse guys or youse, and my mother would say that wasn't correct English. When we picked up such things as saying we were "going to the pitchers" she would mutter about vases... In NZ English, there are a lot of Maori words which we use - not just "kia ora" - hapu is a word I always thought just meant pregnant (I know now it has lots of other meaning) and we'd talk about "kai (food) puku (belly) mimi (urinate) and others... So, some kiwi-isms! More to come...

Go the hockey guys! We once saw on TV a Jean Claude van Damme film about a hockey match and a Vice President and terrorists. Quite amusing...

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Whew! What a relief.

Yes this plural of 'you' is quite a tricky business. I simply borrowed yall from the deep South.

In Quebec French they have a plural of a plural because sometimes the ordinary plural is merely a singular respectful form of 'you.' So the plural plural is 'vous autres.' Watch me get modded on this one. Oh me oh my.

By the way I added some links to my intro. There are a few more to come, but most are in now. Ani.

I'll go have a look at your space right now!

Kewl. By the way I caught your photo on azahar's site. You have weathered your birthdays extremely well, Adelaide. Happy birthday, btw. Ani.

"Youse" is also alive and well and living in Glasgow.

I was about to say, youse sound Scottish to me...

But back to life threatening clothing...

I wear large baggy trousers, in a hip-hop style... These are often too long for me so I tuck the ends into my shoe, like a cup for my heel, which stops them dragging in the crap on the pavement, As the trousers get older the cloth which has been stepped on wears through, leaving a kind of 'stirrup' where the heel was.
These are deadly.
I stood up yesterday in a room full of mates go to the bathroom, first step I took it became apparent that my right foot had become trapped in the left trouser legs 'stirrup' and I described a perfect parabolic arc to the ground. To my mates it looked like I stood up and then threw myself to the ground in a random act of insanity. So it was no surprise that it came from me...

I mean, I'm sure it wasn't funny at the time, Bob.

Kimono sleeves in combination with gas cookers.

Kimono sleeves are also *perfect* for getting caught on door handles, especially when one is carrying a glass of .


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Bob. Hilarious about the heel straps. By the way are you any relation to JontheFarmer? Ani.

Pockets & sleeves getting caught on door handles - happened to me umpteen times

Long skirts when going down steps - there's a tendancy to catch the hem at the back - I've learned to hold my skirts up

Long skirts when going up the stairs - and when you trip you tend to 'fall up' as well, which can pretty much ruin your knees.


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In fact long skirts anywhere! Elastic waisted ones can be alarming if caught under the wheels of a chair - when you rise, the skirt stays behind

Or long underskirts with elastic that decides to snap just as you are crossing the dance-floor in front of some very cute fellas. It then forms an affinity with your stiletto heel & decided to cuddle up at which time you

How about the rain-protection issued to builders - the yellow plastic macs with hoods - you can't see a thing out of the hoods, or, if you tie it the rain just goes in down your neck.

How about any rain protection with a hood - you can't see anything that isn't directly in front of you.

Granny. As for elastic underskirts and stilettos on the dance floor: I dunno about that. Stretch jeans, boots with a bit of a heel, and a bit of a top work for me. That way I can dance without killing myself or someone else, I can run away madly from buddy with two cases of beer in him and a chip on his shoulder, and I can slink quite imperceptibly toward other buddy who looks like he has never known a mean moment in his life. But then I am a veteran of SARSfest. No stilettos there.

Who went to SARSfest (commonly known as the big Stones benefit concert in Toronto) last year? What did you wear there? Or, if you didnt go to SARSfest and you went to some other concert, what did you wear there? Ani.