Showing posts with label french. Show all posts
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Thursday, December 25, 2008

Joyeux Noel

In honor of spending Christmas in Paris with my little sister (who is living here this year), my mom, and the babe, I bring you a second rendition of English-French-English blogging.

It's afternoon here on Christmas. Breakfast has been eaten. Gifts have been given. Pictures have been taken (including many cheesy smiles with scarves and shirts and necklaces). Inappropriate sex jokes have been made. The babe has experienced her first Christmas morning with the gentiles. It's been good times.

We ran ourselves ragged in gorgeous Prague for three days beforehand, but we had a delightful time. We went to the Jewish quarter, saw the Prague castle, went into (somewhere close to one million) tourist shops, and listened to a magnificent concert by the Czech Philharmonic Orchestra.

Highlights from the trip have included my sister surprising us at the airport and scaring the crap out of me, all of us making fun of my mom for her corny sense of humor, me having to run back to the hotel without everyone else so that I didn't have an accident in my pants, mom getting yelled at by a scary slavic woman, all of us being shameful Americans and delighting in the presence of Starbucks (both for the beverages and the bathrooms), a ridiculously fast and terrifying escalator in the Prague metro (which the babe described as getting sucked into a vortex), and the babe and I sharing a tissue while we watched It's a Wonderful Life.

For those of you who read French:

C'est l'après-midi ici Noël. Le petit déjeuner a été mangé. Les cadeaux ont été donnés. Les images ont été prises (y compris beaucoup de sourires de fromage avec les écharpes et les chemises et les colliers). Les plaisanteries inopportunes de sexe ont été faites. Le bébé l'a éprouvée premièrement Noël matin avec les gentils. Cet a été de bons temps.

Nous nous sommes courus déchiqueté dans Prague magnifique pendant trois jours d'avance, mais nous avons eu un temps charmant. Nous sommes allés au quart juif, a vu le château de Prague, est entré dans (quelque part proche à un million) les magasins de touriste, et a écouté un concert magnifique par l'Orchestre Philharmonique tchèque.

Les essentiels du voyage ont inclus ma soeur nous étonnant à l'aéroport et à effrayer la foutaise de moi, nous tous nous moquant de ma maman pour son sens à la guimauve d'humour, me dois la course de retour à l'hôtel sans tous les autres pour que je n'ai pas eu un accident dans mes pantalon, maman obtenant hurlé à par une femme slave effrayante, nous tous sommes Américains honteux et Enchanter dans la présence de Starbucks (pour les boissons et les salles de bains), un ridiculement rapidement et terrifier l'escalator dans le métro de Prague (que le bébé a décrit comme obtenant sucé dans un tourbillon), et le bébé et je partageant un tissu pendant que nous avons regardé c'Est une Vie Merveilleuse.


And for those of you who have a sense of humor (back to English):

This is the afternoon here Christmas. The breakfast was eaten. The gifts were given. The pictures were taken (including a lot of mice of cheese with the scarves and the shirts and the necklaces). The inopportune jokes of sex were done. The baby tested it first Christmas morning with the kind ones. This was good times.

We ran ourselves torn in magnificent Prague for three days in advance, but we had a charming time. We went to the Jewish quarter, saw the castle of Prague, entered into (somewhere close to a million) the stores of tourist, and listened a concert magnificent by the Czech Philharmonic Orchestra.

The essential ones of the trip included my sister astonishing us to the airport and to frighten the bullshit of me, we all making fun of of my mom for his direction to the humor guimauve, has me the return race to the hotel without all the others for that I had not an accident in my pants, mom obtaining yelled to by a woman Slav frightful, we all Delight in the presence of Starbucks (for the drinks and the bathrooms), a ridiculously quickly and terrify the escalator in the subway of Prague (that the baby described as obtaining sucked in a whirlwind), and the baby and I dividing a fabric while we looked at this is a Wonderful Life.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

It's Electrifying!

Note to reader: In order to entice my sister (who is living in Paris) to read my blog a bit more, I have translated the following post into French with freetranslation.com. And then, just for fun, I translated it back into English. The two follow the original post. Enjoy! Hat tip, Skepchick.




I have a lamp over my desk that has one of those switches that is on the cord. The little switch looks like this:

Lately when I turn the lamp on, the switch has been making some noise. It sounds a bit like this – zzsht. Zzzssht. Zssht. And the light flickers, but if I tap it a bit, the light turns on and stays on. Sweet.

Okay, I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking maybe I shouldn’t turn the light on anymore. Or I should get a new power cord. Or something equally smart and proactive.

Interesting.

You must have forgotten that I am in law school.

By that statement, I obviously mean that law school is so bad that getting electrocuted by my lamp doesn’t seem like that big of a deal.

I know – that’s a bit much. Anyway….

I turned on the lamp this morning and it did it’s standard zzsht zzsht business, and I leaned down to tap it, and… woh! Fire! Fire! Smoke and fire and sparks coming from the light switch! Holy crap. What to do?! What to do?!

Thank god it occurred to me to unplug it even though I had only been out of bed for about 45 seconds. Unplug and beat with a towel! I saved the day! Hmm…Okay, lesson learned.




The French:

J'ai une lampe sur mon bureau qui a un de ces commutateurs qui est sur la corde. Le petit commutateur a l'air de ceci :


Dernièrement quand j'allume la lampe, le commutateur a fait quelque bruit. Il semble un morceau comme ceci – zzsht. Zzzssht. Zssht. Et la lumière scintille, mais si je le tape un morceau, la lumière allume et reste sur. Doux.

Approuver, je sais que vous pensez. Vous pensez peut-être que je ne dois pas allumer la lumière plus. Ou je dois obtenir un nouveau cordon d'alimentation. Ou quelque chose également intelligent et dynamique.

Intéresser.

Vous devez avoir oublié que je suis dans l'école de loi.

Par cette déclaration, je signifie évidemment que cette école de loi est si mauvaise qu'obtenant électrocuté par ma lampe ne semble pas comme ça grand d'une affaire.

Je sais – cela est un morceau beaucoup de. De toute façon….

J'ai allumé la lampe ce matin et il a fait c'est les affaires de zzsht de zzsht standard, et je me suis penché en bas le taper, et… woh ! Feu ! Feu ! La fumée et le feu et les étincelles venant du commutateur léger ! Foutaise sainte. Quel faire-t-il ? ! Quel faire-t-il ? !

Remercier dieu il m'est arrivé le débrancher bien que j'avais été sans lit seulement pour environ de 45 seconde. Débrancher et battre avec une serviette ! J'ai épargné le jour ! Hmm…approuve, la leçon a appris.





And the English from the French:

I have a lamp on my office that has an of these switches that is on the rope. The small switch seems of this:



Recently when I light the lamp, the switch did some noise. It seems a piece as this – zzsht. Zzzssht. Zssht. And the light sparkles, but if I type it a piece, the light lights and remains on. Soft.

Approve, I know that you think. You think maybe that I must not light the light more. Or I must obtain a new cord of nutrition. Or equally intelligent and dynamic something.

Interest.

You must have forgotten that I am in the law school.

By this declaration, I mean evidently that this law school is so bad that obtaining electrocuted by my lamp does not seem as that big of a matter.

I know – that is a piece a lot of. In any case….

I lit the lamp this morning and it did this is the matters of zzsht of standard zzsht, and I leaned myself down below to type it, and… woh! Fire! Fire! The smoke and the fire and the sparks coming from the light switch! Holy bullshit. Which do it? ! Which do it? !


Thank god it arrived me it to disconnect although I had been without reads only for about of 45 seconds. Disconnect and beat with a briefcase! I saved the day! Hmm…approuve, the lesson learned.

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