Terry Gross has speech impediment?

I love Terry Gross and her work on Fresh Air, but tonight, she had me scratching my noggin because she wouldn't pronounce the "H" sound in "HUMAN." She has no foreign accent so I don't think there's a linguistic ESL issue here, so I'm oh-so-curious as to why she pronounces "human" as "euman." I was genuinely confused for a few minutes. As I listened to her intro for the following Greg Epstein interview, I genuinely thought there was some sort of new philosophy called "eumanism," a word that probably shared some etymology with "euphemism," and may have been a play on words with "humanism," a term I'm familiar with. As soon as Greg started talking, I discovered Terry was saying "humanistic" and "humanism" the whole time, only with her special "accent." So what's up with that?

I haven't listened to the whole interview, but check it out. It sounds really interesting. For purposes of reading this post, you gotta go to the audio of this and you'll hear Terry's weird pronunciation in less than a minute.

 

Greg Epstein
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Greg Epstein is the Humanist Chaplain at Harvard University.

Greg Epstein
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Greg Epstein is the Humanist Chaplain at Harvard University.

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December 23, 2009

Humanism — the belief that ethics and morality can be vested in rationality, rather than a supernatural deity — might sound like a departure from faith communities and culture, but according to Greg Epstein, it doesn't have to be.

In his new book, Good Without God: What A Billion Nonreligious People Do Believe, Greg Epstein responds to challenges against humanism that spring from atheists and religious communities alike. Epstein argues that so-called nonbelievers actually share many important beliefs, and he discusses the importance of investing in these values of tolerance, responsibility, and morality.

Epstein himself is an atheist, and the Humanist Chaplain at Harvard University. Good Without God is his first book.

 

how did those teens get in that bar?

I saw New Moon on Sunday. It was fantastic! Yes, I really enjoyed it and it had me wanting more. And at this very moment, I'm having a discussion with the Wendy about some misgivings I have about the character development. She's read all the books, and I haven't read any, so I'm hoping she can shed some light or something. Regardless of my "yeah, but..." feelings about certain things, I'll say it again, I thought the movie was fun. I checked out Rottentomatoes.com and New Moon's currently at a harsh 29%. Ouch!

So, I had a high-school reunion last Friday night at Jersey's, the local Cleveland Browns bar on Aviation, in Redondo Beach.

I showed this picture of our reunion crew to sister Wendy and she said "how did those teens get in that bar?" Oh, soooo exactly.

Thanks Bonnie for sending this picture

More from this reunion:

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Then I decided to join a pool-team. My teammate was NOT stoked on being my partner after he saw my lack of pool playing skills. I could tell he was trying to not be annoyed with me, but it was clear he was frustrated. Bumming people out is amusing to me. Of course, I don't try to be unfun to be around, but when it happens, I think it's pretty funny.

Bonnie got a lot of men looking to help her:

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Jenessa and I were bestest, like BESTEST friends EVER, in high school, but after that, we slowly drifted. It's no one's fault. It's life. But during this little reunion, we got back to our same selves like no time had passed. I brought Jen back to my place and Wendy told me the following morning that we woke her up because we were laughing so hard. Laughing too hard is a good problem to have.

I think I'm gonna move close by to Jenessa, very soon. Very soon, as in within the next six months. Mark these words! It was magical and fun:

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The above was a self-portrait. You know. One of those, "reach your arm out and snap a self-portrait" kind of pics. Additionally, Jenessa was fending off men at Jersey's that night, and one of her admirers offered to take a picture of us, so here it is:

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Ah, sleepy time for me so it was time to say goodbye to Bonnie and Matt

Bonnie, Matt, and Eric

Nia and Jason's wedding

I'm happy to say I made a miraculous recovery from my flu last week, just in time to make it eight minutes late to Nia and Jason's wedding on Saturday. I walked into the very quiet and echoey church, with my clippity-clop heels, right after the procession. Yes, I was embarrassed. Brett was part of the wedding party and didn't notice my tardy entrance, so I don't feel like a total jerk.

The reception was a lot of fun:


I stole this from Heather's Facebook pics. Nia and Jason in custom-made, traditional Chinese garb. I love it.

Sheeny and Phe are smart to take their photo booth pics before they get too sloppy. I like their strategy. So there was a photo booth there, which was really fun. The machine prints out two copies. One copy for you to take home, and another copy for you to create a little scrapbook page for Nia and Jason. So here's...

Sheeny, Phe, and Karina doing their scrapbook thing

Next up at the post-photo-booth-scrapbook-table are Eric and Margaret
I love these two! Not only are they totally talented, but they're super friendly because over the years, although I see them infrequently, every time I run into them, they remember me and are so amicable.

Candy bar. Exactly what it sounds like. An open bar of candy. There were even little draw string bags so you could take the candy home.

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Jason's big brother delivers his toast


My fellow table 26 mates. From left to right - Alex, Samantha, James, Natalie, Andy

Again, table 26. Alex let me take his seat for this picture, while he took this picture.

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Long lost siblings?

We weren't totally stoked on this, so we decided to try again.

Okay, we tired out really quick. First photo-booth attempt was better.

Heather and I filled up at the candy bar before we headed home. I ate all my candy by the time I reached my car.

Who needs the gym?

It's 9:30 a.m.. My head hurts as it has all week because I've been sick. I hope for a speedy recovery because Jason and Nia's wedding is today and I prefer to have an awesome time, i.e. dance big.

I need to re-hem my dress because I hemmed it way too short last night (you can see my butt if I bend over at a 5-degree angle). I tend to do that because I'm 5'2" so I can pull off supershort hemlines but I go overboard sometimes.

I'm comforting myself with a second bowl of Trader Joe's Super Premium Ultra Chocolate ice cream.

I feel antsy to go to the gym or take a dance class but my aching body says "no."

I check out my Google Reader and see I have unread items from the Single Ape. As usual, Steven majorly impresses me from all the wit and wisdom he dispenses.

Then I watch this video he posted, and my cardio got going from all the laughing. I feel much better about not going out for my exercise.