Showing posts with label Kat's in the bag. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kat's in the bag. Show all posts

Friday, December 02, 2011

Big, big - huge - secret...



Do not tell anyone...

But Cathy of Alex is having a brunch tomorrow morning at her house. I know! Some people never even acknowledged their invitations, much less RSVP"d. I know! How rude is right. I'm not naming any names but two of them are priests from Wisconsin - oh so chic and too good to go! No - I never said it was Fr. Z and Nazareth Priest - who has been missing in plain sight for months and months. Yeah - don't hold your breaths for donations fellas.

No - I'd never show up either, but I have an excuse - people do not like me - but at least I had the gallantry to RSVP - and Cathy was kind enough to invite me - a poor outcast bastard.

I'm here for ya Cath!

Thursday, December 01, 2011

Praying with an accent.



I can't remember where I saw it but someone from the US wrote that he acquired a British accent while living in the UK.  So, I asked in a post, "Is that pretentious or affected?  Is it phony?"  I was being silly however, repeating what I read just for fun and then asking the question - just because it doesn't matter at all, does it.  Like I always say, Madonna and Gwyneth and Wallace Simpson adopted a British-type accent as well...  So, everyone is supposed to laugh now, instead of insisting that Mrs. Simpson really did speak that way.

Anyway - I lived in Europe for a very short time and when I returned, I adopted a sort of accent - a sing-song manner of speaking - sort of like the Missionaries of Charity sound - as if English wasn't their first language.  I used it whenever I spoke about something serious - especially with strangers, or whenever I did the readings at Mass.  It was a way to show everyone how 'continental' and far traveled I had become - and if they were religious, just how contemplative I was.  I met people in Italy like that - and I also knew a rather contemplative priest, and a few nuns who did exactly the same thing.  In my case, it was pretentious and affected, but it wasn't phony.  I only became phony when I started trying to be real.

Anyway - and this is true too - I sometimes pray the rosary with a British accent - only when I'm driving and while praying along with a tape, after many, many decades of course.  I think I sound quite a bit like those who've adopted a British accent.

No, I think it's fine to do that.  After all, we usually speak a bit differently, or use a different tone in our responses at Mass.  Although sometimes I will use a Southern - rather a Hillbilly accent then.  I try not to though - I just usually catch myself doing it.  I think it has to do with my newly discovered ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder) - or is it Gilles de la Tourette syndrome?  (I can speak a little French too.)

I'm not sure what this is about.