Tell an Ish person to show up around 9 a.m., and you'll see them somewhere around 9 a.m. Tell them to show up at 9ish, and you'll see them anywhere from 9:05 to 9:20. You have given them license to dilly dally, and who wouldn't take advantage of that? The other night at the big shindig dinner party, one of the drummers said the rehearsal the next morning would begin at 9ish. "I am an ish person," he says. Immediately the clanker goes off in my head--oh, good, I thought. I can deliver my daughter a little late. No Ish person is early, so if you say 9ish, that does not mean give or take 5, 10, 15 minutes. It's exclusively a taking phrase. Take an extra 10 minutes to drink your cup of coffee. We won't mind. We're Ish people. Sunday's rehearsal started at 2:00. Because it was conducted by the same people who conducted the Saturday rehearsal, my understanding was 2-ISH. My daughter is worse than I am about taking liberties with Ish time frames, so she d...
I neglected to include a photo of My Favorite Place for Joe in last week's Small Town tour. I didn't stop there that day, but I did drive by. Here it is on the ground floor of this cool old corner building. It shares the building with a trashy store called That's Phat that bills itself as a premier sexy clothing shop. Click on this picture for a larger view of the "premiere" goods displayed in the window. And people say Small Town isn't diverse.
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Yikes! I clicked on the photo Robyn and I must say I don't think I've ever seen more appalling brickwork in all my years as an architect.
I'd have had them tear it down and rebuild it at their own expense or kicked them off site and got in a proper bricklaying team.
Sheesh!
Don't they have plumb lines in Ohio?