That's American English For You: More Roots

Lots Of People Have Expressed Consternation That I Haven't Gotten Rid Of Southern Accent, But I Just Never Saw Any Reason To Lose The Flavor That I Grew Up With. I Enjoy Saying Some Things With A Southern Accent.

I Like Weeding, But I Tend To Think Of It As A Solitary Activity.

English Is An Outrageous Tangle Of Those Derivations And Other Multifarious Linguistic Influences, From Yiddish To Shoshone, Which Has Grown Up Around A Gnarly Core Of Chewy, Clangorous Yawps Derived From Ancestors Who Painted Themselves Blue To Frighten Their Enemies.

Cats Have Intercepted My Footsteps At The Ankle For So Long That My Gait, Both At Home And On Tour, Has Been Compared To That Of A Man Wading Through Low Surf.

When Money Gets Too Far Away From Actual, Physical, Real Equity And Property It Gets Too Abstract And Too Distantly Derived And Then Suddenly It's Not Worth Anything Anymore. And The Same Is True Of Language.