For the last fucking time, it’s catalpa. Not catawba, not catoba, not ca-anything else…CA-FUCKING-TALPA. Catalpa speciosa, most likely, but it’s never, ever anything but catalpa. Jesus Christ.

I came across a game about guessing accents. You listen to a person read two lines from a Kipling poem, then you’re presented with a list of choices and have to guess the country. For some, you get bonus points for guessing (and you betcha I was guessing) the city. There was one, however, that […]