All y’all.

In the past I’ve been asked to explain the meaning of “all y’all” (or “all of y’all” if you’re feeling fancy).

“All y’all” is the Southern Inclusive Plural — specifically, it means *all of you,* as opposed to “y’all”, which means “you (plural)”.

“Do y’all want to go to the movies?” means “Do you (plural) want to go the movies” and *doesn’t* require everyone’s response, as it’s a general “any of the you’s who are assembled here”.

“Do all of y’all want to go to the movies?” on the other hand, is asking if there’s a *collective desire” to attend the movies.

In my experience “all of y’all” is particularly useful when, for instance, you’re at a larger gathering at which you only know a subset of people.You don’t know everyone, but you want to indicate that everyone (even those folks whose acquaintance you haven’t yet had the pleasure of making) is included in an invitation.

As in:

“Hey — there’s a movie in the park in an hour. Do all y’all want to go?”  The implication is that I’m suggesting that after we’re all done eating dinner at the restaurant, I’d be delighted if we *all* adjourned to the movie in the park.  It avoids the situation where  few of us are heading in one direction as we are leaving and someone else asks “Where are y’all going?”, leaving one of us to answer “To the movie in the park…” […that we didn’t tell you about…]  Awkward, and totally avoidable with “all ya’ll.”

The converse is equally useful:

When speaking to the three people at a party with whom one carpooled, and requesting departure from said party, “Are y’all ready to leave?” means “are you, the people whose conveyance I shared, ready to go?” not “is everyone at the party ready to leave” (with its inherent implications that the Party is Over).

(“All y’all” is written as such, but pronounced “alla y’all”. This oughtn’t be surprising, as much of Southern would look the same if written phonetically ;-)

I’m at Posse. Woo!!!

Here in Philly. Having a blast. Learning about Teaching Open Source.

Pretty things…

Which were in the women’s room in the Portland convention center, of all places. 

   
           

Think this donut is made of crack… 

Delicious, purple crack.  OSCON speaker lounge for the win!

  

Inside art

Was visiting Oregon State University to talk to the folks at the Open Source Lab, and while on campus I had a chance to step inside an art…reminded me of Andy Goldsworthy’s work.

 

Attempting something new

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Google Photos now makes these for you! Fun!

How badly I confused the guy at Chick-fil-a

The other night at Chick-fil-a there was a guy who was standing at the menu board taking orders via an iPad (I suppose their intercom was ka-busted).  When I pulled up I said:

me: “[kkrkrssshhh] Okay, now you do your part. [kkrkrssshhh]”

him: [quizzical look]

me:  “[kkrkrssshhh] Now you say, ‘[kkrkrssshhh] Welcome to Chick-fil-a.  May I take your order? [kkrkrssshhh]’.”

him: [light dawns]”[kkrkrssshhh] Welcome to Chick-fil-a.  May I take your order? [kkrkrssshhh]”

me:  “[kkrkrssshhh] Yes, I’d like a number one combo with no pickle, please, with a diet caffeine-free coke… [kkrkrssshhh]” (etc.)

Once he got the game he played along, and as I drove away he was grinning, so I either amused him or he thought I was a complete nut. (Or both.)

 

 

Look who showed up in the backyard today

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I’m old enough to try new things…

  …Even if they don’t always work.

(inspired by too many Pinterest pins showing people rocking turbans and a very cool [significantly younger] woman I work with who makes this look totally runway-ready.)

Glad I’m brave enough to try…and wise enough to recognize the ridiculousness of the outcome.

Sticking the landing

IMG_2845 by lintqueen
IMG_2845, a photo by lintqueen on Flickr.