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Re: CHAT: ConScripts

From:Roger Mills <rfmilly@...>
Date:Thursday, August 2, 2007, 20:49
David Peterson wrote:


> Mia: > << > I keep trying to draft people into my conlang's army, but they never > show up for training. > >> > > Sign me up! I'm up for anything! > > (Note: I don't train on saint days, days where I sleep in, certain > Fridays, Wednesdays [the worst day of the week], days blacked out > for passholders by Disneyland, innumerable days, days that I > request not to train in advance, at least three days that I request > moments before training is to start, days considered sacred by > the speakers of five of my languages [Zhyler, Kamakawi, Epiq, > Sathir and Njaama], birthdays of friends and family, my birthday, > F. Scott Fitzgerald's birthday, the day of the Big Game, the day > of the Super Bowl, the first of the year, Christmas and the nine > days preceding it, Dia de los Muertos, Cinco de Mayo, Nikolai > Gogol's name day, Bastille Day, and VE day. Oh, and I observe > the Sabbath [all three of them]. Other than that, I'm you're man!) >
Ha Ha, that reminds me of my old sergeant's description of his duty at the Military Advisory Group in Cambodia, back in the 50s-- they observed of course all Cambodian holidays (about 100, more or less) plus French and American ones. On top of that, since they were sort of "secret", they wore civilian clothes. It sounded so good, that out of boredom with South Carolina, I volunteered for MAG duty-- and lo and behold I, a mere PFC, ended up pounding a typewriter at HQ in Saigon-- there was one other PFC, but 3 generals and a slew of colonels and Master Sergeants. Yes we wore civvies, and we lower ranks lived in a quite nice hotel that had once been French officers' quarters. Our officers lived in even nicer ones, with air-conditioning, which we didn't get until near the end of my tour; by that time I was used to the climate........Saigon was still half-French in the late 50s, lots of wonderful restaurants, good wine, fun bars where, when you ran into the colonel you worked for, you weren't supposed to say "sir" too loudly. A rather strange time, militarily speaking. :-))))) We observed all the possible holidays, plus some Catholic ones (Pres. Diem being of that persuasion), and I seem to recall observing Mohammed's birthday as well (a Muslim minority somewhere in South Vietnam).