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I have exactly forty three minutes of battery time left...
My new cable won't be here till the end of the week. I really can't spend time browsing around on LJ (I'm having to work with a pen, on paper! O:! Like it's the Middle Ages or something... *g*)
So I'm taking a leaf out of
fluterbev's book; that is to say, copying this word-for word from her fabuouls meme:
I've long been delighted and impressed that the people who read my journal originate from far and wide. What I'd love is for you to comment below, and tell me which region/country you are from. And I'd love if you could add to that one particular thing that makes your part of the world unique. It might be music, a TV show, a recipe, a landmark, a specific historical fact. Anything you are proud of, whether other people might be aware of it or not.
Please. Entertain me! I am so very bored!
Meep! 39 minutes and falling...
So I'm taking a leaf out of
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I've long been delighted and impressed that the people who read my journal originate from far and wide. What I'd love is for you to comment below, and tell me which region/country you are from. And I'd love if you could add to that one particular thing that makes your part of the world unique. It might be music, a TV show, a recipe, a landmark, a specific historical fact. Anything you are proud of, whether other people might be aware of it or not.
Please. Entertain me! I am so very bored!
Meep! 39 minutes and falling...
getting lazy in my old age...
i'm currently living in New Orleans, Louisiana, but as a military brat i was 1) born in Germany and 2) brought up in the St Louis area.
things about NOLA: mardi gras, jazz festivals, french quarter, katrina. i don't know a whole lot about the local dishes - i'm not a cook and not into cajun cuisine, which is the local ethnic food here.
one thing i'm proud of/ love: my military bratness and heritage. it's so cool that in some ways, my 'family' is 3million people strong, plus all their dependents. we're bound together by similar experiences, stresses, and foods. like SOS (known as shit on a shingle): chipped beef in gravy, over toast. total comfort food. mom used to make it with cream of mushroom soup, and alas, i can't have that anymore as i'm lactose intolerant.
one oddball fact about the american military: we all seem to have an understanding of a kind of pidgin german. at least, this holds true for everyone in the military that *i've* ever met. i was thinking about this the other day, when i realized i could tell anyone who'd been in the military Das ist streng verboten! , and they'd know exactly what i meant, and exactly what kind of emphasis i meant. good times.
-bs