Today’'s breaking news stories…

Mistaken identity causes Tryst to question wandeljw’s use of the word, ‘compelling’ (having a powerful and irresistible effect; requiring acute admiration, attention, or respect) as he is as yet unmoved "

Spanish Inquisition called to adjudicate!

No need for an inquiry; you're all guilty.

PS I am guilty of misleading Ms. Calamity and dammit my tee shirt is dry!

Only wandeljw is condemned in A2K debacle as Tryst is appealing " Over exposure to the sun blamed!

Justice delayed is justice… whatever; maybe a legal cliché meaning that if legal redress is available for a party that has suffered some injury, but is not forthcoming in a timely fashion, it is effectively the same as having no redress at all.

Tryst welcomes the vision of Ms. Calamity with no red dress on at all " Rain forecast!

Pardon Granted to Wandeljw

Questios about a missing "H" have hunted her horribly. Her homework has hundreds hurried "H's" handwritten - helping her hollow head hopefully honoring "H"

Robert Gentel has no "H" in his name yet appears unaffected by same.

Search switches to missing ‘n’ in ‘Questio_s’ " Robert Ge_tel is affected but for Jespa_ the search continues "

Pardon Granted to Wandeljw by Presidential decree extended to Quasimodo!

Tryst denies secret plan to take the world's consonents and hold them for ransom. Or, _a_ _o_.

Undeniable so, there are languages out there who seem to use consonants only.
The Slovaks are one who come to mind, and in any attempt to speak a simple greeting, one fails terribly.

Verification that a spelling bee; is a competition where contestants are asked to spell English words. Unfortunately several A2K members have made themselves ineligible for selection.


A consonant on the other hand is a sound in spoken language that is characterized by a constriction or closure at one or more points along the vocal tract.

The word consonant comes from Latin meaning "sounding with" or "sounding together", the idea being that consonants don't sound on their own, but only occur with a nearby vowel; whereas ‘consonents’ have a vowel malfunction due to the transposition between a and e.


Luckily, Tryagain once again rides to the rescue and provides some possible solutions to the following conundrum:

“Or, _a_ _o_.”


SALOON
TATTOO
CAMEOS
CANYON
DAYTON
FACTOR
LAGOON
LAPTOP
LASSOS
MAROON
NARROW
NATION
PARDON
PARROT
PATROL
PATTON
RADIOS
RANCOR
RATIOS

Late news: T.R.Yagain taken to A & E* due to reconciliation malfunction.















*Accident and Emergency (Hospital)

Why, that could also mean the Arts & Entertainment Network.

Xavante has no dorsal consonants whatsoever!

XX Phoenetic Correspondent reported the following whilst wishin’ to laugh a little and learn a lot: Cjmono, JespahDipth and Mismitript checked their drawers for missing thongs.

X-amining Consonants
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Consonantal features
Each consonant can be distinguished by several features

including
• The place of articulation is where in the vocal tract the obstruction of the consonant occurs, and which speech organs are involved. Places include bilabial (both lips), alveolar (tongue against the gum ridge), and velar (tongue against soft palate). Additionally, there may be a simultaneous narrowing at another place of articulation, such as palatalisation or pharyngealisation.
Many consonants are far from universal. For instance, nearly all Australian languages lack fricatives;
languages of North America, such as Mohawk, lack both labials, [p] and [m].
Some West African languages, such as Ijo, lack /n/ on a phonemic level, but [n] does occur as an allophone of /l/.
A few languages on Bougainville Island and around Puget Sound, such as Makah, lack both nasals, [m] and [n].
The 'click language' Nǀu lacks [t],[5] and colloquial Samoan lacks both alveolars, [t] and [n].

The most frequent consonant (that is, the one appearing most often in speech) in many languages is [k].



K...


Moving onto Xamining VOWELS


has a much higher F2 frequency than the other two vowels. However, in open vowels the high F1 frequency forces a rise in the F2 frequency as well, so an alternative measure of frontness is the difference between the first and second formants. For this reason, some people prefer to plot as F1 vs. F2 " F1. (This dimension is usually called 'backness' rather than 'frontness', but the term 'backness' can be counterintuitive when discussing formants.)

In non-tonal languages, like English, intonation encompasses lexical stress. A stressed syllable will typically be pronounced with a higher pitch, intensity, and length than unstressed syllables. For example in the word intensity, the vowel represented by the letter 'e' is stressed, so it is longer and pronounced with a higher pitch and intensity than the other vowels

Monophthongs, diphthongs, triphthongs

A vowel sound whose quality doesn't change over the duration of the vowel is called a monophthong. Monophthongs are sometimes called "pure" or "stable" vowels. A vowel sound that glides from one quality to another is called a diphthong, and a vowel sound that glides successively through three qualities is a triphthong.

In phonology, diphthongs and triphthongs are distinguished from sequences of monophthongs by whether the vowel sound may be analyzed into different phonemes or not.


Ya couldna make this stuff up! WHO KNOWS!?! You may need this info some day.
Phone-me, Phone-me not!
Ooh!
Aaaah!

Yada yada yada.

Feeling rather lexically stressed " not a lot to say really. Nite nite.



<xray’ts cue a Breaking News from a wily wiki and a correspondent wishing to be just a tad naughty (never! Moi! left that way open to scope, expected)- K " complaints to A2K complaints bin in the corner where they will be inwardly digested provided they do not contain any of the above consonants or vowels. Thanku " Good Riddance to bad rubbish>

Special Agent Wandel ransacks bins in order to seek evidence.

BEAgle is still working out if he is fricative.

Tryst is practicing his vowels. A? E? I OU! yIpppEEEEI-A! [/u]

Then Again " TRYagain speaks whole ‘nother lauguage. He’s always try’st’pping on a thong! HA!


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vowel
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Consonant

Yjkes! My head hurts. It should be noted however the member masquerading under the nom de plume ‘Tryst’ is still looking for his vowles!

Meanwhile; the search for ‘clarm’ continues unabated.

Zounds, one cannot revive a nostalgic thread without it hitting the wire service!

In the meantime, infixes continue to be popular with the lexicographical crowd. And that's just un*******believable.

Another new set to begin soon.

Breaking News thread now has a travel reporter: cicerone imposter.

Cicerone confounds critics’ cruel caustic contemptuous crafty contemptible cheeky churlish coarse cunning condescending cutting calculated criticism of alphabetical competence after learning:

Great A, little a,
Bouncing B!
The cat's in the cupboard,
And can't see me.

This reporter would like to apologize for the omission by Wandel for failing to point out:

An infix is an affix inserted inside a stem (an existing word). It contrasts with adfix, a rare term for an affix attached to the outside of a stem.

However in Jespahs’ example; Tmesis is sometimes considered a type of infixation and that’s absobloodylutely true.

The popularity of tmesis in Australian speech (Tumbarumba being an Australian town), or possibly due to the poem "Tumba Bloody Rumba" by John O'Grady, which includes several tmeses including "Tumba-bloody-rumba", "e-bloody-nough", and "kanga-bloody-roos".

Later editions will give a full account how A2K member Izzie was rescued from the roof of her house wearing a pink tutu and gumshoes; eating lime j-ello whilst carrying a small white rabbit and a chicken.

Don't be makin' up stories again. The rabbit was brown.

Evidence to be acquired over hairy experience.... it coulda been a hare! by a breath... it coulda been a heavy breath!

It was not a chicken.... it was male.... sheesh! Get the story right TRYagain!!!!

<Love a hacksaw blade!>

Food for thought:
DIRECTIONS TO THUNDERHAWK GOLF CLUB on Lewis Avenue in Beach Park, Between 29th and 33rd St.

From I-94 Heading North:
Follow I-94 North to IL 173. Turn right on IL 173. Travel approximately 5.5 miles east on IL 173 to
Lewis Avenue. Turn right on Lewis Avenue. Travel south on Lewis 1.5 miles. Thunderhawk Golf Club will be on your right.

From US 41 Heading North:
Follow US 41 north to Delany. Turn right on Delany to Wadsworth Road. Turn right on Wadsworth to Lewis Avenue (3 miles). Turn left (north) on Lewis for ½ mile. Thunderhawk entrance will be on your left.

From Wisconsin:
Follow I-94 south. Exit to US 41 south Toward Waukegan. Follow US 41 south to first light at IL 173.
Turn left on IL 173 (5 miles) to Lewis Avenue. Turn right on Lewis Avenue. Travel south on Lewis 1.4miles. Thunderhawk Golf Club will be on your right.


The day I came to Hollywood,
I got off the bus, just me an' my guitar.
My hair was all jacked-up for Jesus,
It got real quiet when I walked in that bar.
Some mean old guy just walked on by,
With a devil tattoo and an' erring in his nose.
Well, I tried to introduce myself,
But no-one took the time to say hello.

So I pulled out my guitar,
An' I launched into a Dolly Parton song.
An' before I knew it,
Coats of many colors began to sing along.
And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
Country music love song.

Now I realised this city life,
Musta taken a toll on all them lonesome souls.
An' I couldn't help wonder what would make a guy,
Wanna wear women's clothes.
When finally, a real man sat next to me,
An' ordered a Tequila.
Well, he turned an' smiled an' shook my hand,
An' said: "Hi there, my name is Sheila."

He said: "I heard you from across the room.
"Is that what they call a mountain music song?"
He said: "I must admit, I laughed at first,
"Then I found myself singin' along."
And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
Country music love song.

Well, I had a fall, I liked them all,
But I could never call this place my home.
An' as my bus rode past that bar,
I swore I could hear 'em singin' on.

And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
Country music love song.
It sure was.