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It’s Aromando, say it right

My last name is spelled A-R-O-M-A-N-D-O. It is pronounced like ah-roh-mahn-doh or maybe it’s are-o-mon-doe.*

People have an unbelievably hard time knowing how to spell or pronounce “Aromando” even though, for the most part, it’s pretty phonetic. I don’t really begrudge people for this (too much) because despite the fact that I should have sympathy for people with hard to spell/pronounce names, the fact is that I don’t try any harder with my difficult-name-colleagues than the average person would. I just as much figure that they are as used to correcting people (or biting their tongue) as I am.

With that being said, I’m also not complaining. I appreciate having a memorable name, people have an easier time remembering who I am and a lot of people tell me they like saying my name. Once a person gets my name wrong, it seems like they always put in extra effort to remember it and that’s the game I’m in these days (otherwise, I’m not sure why I write blog posts simply about my name).

The reason I’m writing this is that I was thinking about all the things that inform what a person understands. Things like their religion, where they grew up, what television they watched, how strict their parents were. The infinite number of life experiences that can affect what a person thinks is or isn’t funny, precautions they do or don’t take, fears they do or don’t have, et cetera.

Can you just spell that for me? photo credit: oooh.oooh via photopin cc

Can you just spell that for me?
photo credit: oooh.oooh via photopin cc

The key phrase there is “infinite number of life experiences.” For me, just having a last name as unloaded as “Aromando” has opened my eyes to a weird phenomenon with people: the inability to comprehend the how the combination of the letters “ar” work. Whenever I have to give my name to be looked up like will call at concert, receptionists at the dentist office, or picking up a pre-ordered video game, I have to spell my last name out after saying it. Inevitably, everyone upon hearing my name will flip to the “R” section of their binders because that’s the sound that comes out of my mouth first. On the surface I can believe that is an honest mistake but once I thought about it, I realized how silly that is. The sound of “r” is always spelled “ar” and most famously in the word “are.” Of course, I’ve spent a good amount of time thinking about all the words with this sound in it and have compiled a list:

Armageddon
Army
Armistice
Arm
Aardvark
Argue
Artillery
Art
Arson
Argyle
Arbitrary
Armor
Archer

and so on…

I couldn’t think of any instances of words with the “r” sound that didn’t have the help of the letter “a” but I’m open to being proven wrong.**

*I made these up and they may not be technically correct but if you have an idea of what it should be, tweet me or something!
** Another reason to tweet at me!

St. Patrick vs. St. Valentine

Today is St. Patrick’s Day. A week ago I went to Worcester County’s Annual St. Patrick’s Day ParadeLast night I went out to celebrate. I’ll probably go out again tonight. I realized, just a few moments ago, that is a lot of celebrating for a holiday that doesn’t really mean a lot to me. Don’t get me wrong, great holiday, but I’m more in it for the sport of it. I don’t even know who St. Patrick was and I’m like 30% Irish at best. (I’m actually a good mix, I guess I associate mostly with the Italian part of me, but that’s just because my last name is Aromando.)

Valentine’s Day on the other hand, I hate that day. What a stupid day. It might as well be called “Buy-someone-some-candy Day” because that’s what it means to me. I don’t even do flowers or dinner or anything, just candy and then I wash my hands of the day. I suppose if it was a true boycott, I wouldn’t buy anything but I’m not an uncaring monster. (This year I went to a k.flay show.)

So in my recent realization about how much I celebrate St. Patrick’s Day, I thought about how ironic it is that I hate Valentine’s Day. They’re both holidays that people have long stopped caring about their meanings (I don’t know the meanings for either) and are very commercialized. It just so happens that St. Patrick’s Day’s version of commercialization is a lot more fun.

Now that I know this, will it change my opinion of anything? Well, no. I still like one and hate the other, but I’ll feel kind of hypocritical every time I berate Valentine’s Day for being stupid, knowing that in just over a month I’ll be having a few beers in honor of some guy I know nothing about.

Teaching a Phone to Talk (Part 1)

I have a smartphone (more specifically an HTC Aria running Android Froyo). The auto-correct feature for typing is pretty good and it allows you to add words to its dictionary that it might not otherwise have. It turns out, as of this morning, I have 217 words that I added to my dictionary and most of them are pretty silly. So here is the first part, letters A-D, with commentary:

  • absinthe – The liquor I’ve always wanted to try, long banned in the U.S. and now forgotten by my phone
  • AHAHAHAHA – Why can’t my phone understand laughter
  • aight – Slang, I don’t blame my phone for not knowing it, it’s probably trying to teach me something anyhow
  • Allston – Where I live, I wouldn’t think about it if I didn’t live their either
  • aqua – Come on! Best band of all time!
  • Arkham – Batman-related nonsense word.
  • Aromando – Of course they wouldn’t think my last name is a word, look at it!
  • ass – I get not auto correcting a word to this, but at least accept it is a word
  • autospell – Ironic?
  • Aw – I guess smartphones are against onamonapia
  • Beastie – Beastie Boys!
  • Beatnik’s – A bar
  • beeped – I beeped my horn?
  • Benson’s – Something belonged to Doug Benson
  • bitch – See ass
  • BJ – A nickname, eh, right?
  • Blackstone – A canal/bar I apparently talk about sometimes (at least once)
  • Blarney – Another bar…
  • blogger – Why, smartphone, do you betray me?
  • bloggers – Betray us?
  • blogs – Betray them?
  • bloodbath – Why did I need to type this?
  • bloopers – I guess the auto-correct is biased against mistakes
  • Blu-ray – I think I made up name in a dream
  • Boba – At first I thought this was for Boba Tea, but wait until part 2 comes out with words that start with “F”
  • boi – I must have been talking about Avril Lavigne
  • Bon – Jovi?
  • boobs – Smartphone? More like nerdphone if you don’t know what these are!
  • booker’s – People who avoid my stand-up
  • Booo – Auto-correct is trying to keep things positive
  • Bowery – Place in NYC
  • Brett – My brother and a co-worker, not sure who I was talking about
  • bringer – Suckers you get to come see your comedy show
  • Britney – I’m a huge Spears fan…
  • broski – What I call a close chum
  • broskis – What I call a group of my close chums
  • Bruins – Hockey!
  • bs – Yeah, maybe this isn’t a word
  • BU – I live near the college
  • c-word – At least I wasn’t adding the real word
  • Carpe – Seize!
  • Castine – A band
  • Catwoman – A super tweener
  • chase – This a real word, right?
  • Chewbacca – And my obsession with Star Wars starts to become apparent
  • CincoA family of products
  • Clooney – I just can’t stop talking about George
  • comedians – My “friends”
  • congrats – Shorthand/fake word
  • Costner – I talk about Kevin occasionally.
  • Cutie – Death Cab
  • d-bag – Fun time slang
  • DaveyAmerica
  • Deftones – A band
  • Dillinger – Probably for the band, Dillinger Escape Plan
  • DMV – That place
  • douche – Yet another real word
  • dozes – I buy dozes of roses for my hunny
  • dre – Probably for my friend Andre or when I’m texting Snoop Dogg about carpooling plans
  • DTFA harmless acronym
  • DVD – Digital Versatile Disc
  • DVDs – Digital Versatile Discs

The Aromando Lounge

I have an apartment, an office, a car, a tent, and a website. To this point my web site was pretty much the only thing with my name on it. This, however, is one of the last places I thought would be named after me:

This is the shower room at my job. No, I did not put that sign on the door but as the only person who bikes to work and subsequently showers there, it has been named in my honor.