Quiet in the Hawls...

After more than four years here, it's happened: I'm getting a New York accent.

I think I may have reached the tipping point on my a's. More than fifty percent of the time, I say "hawl" and "cawl" and "awl" when I used to say "hahl" and "cahl" and "ahl."

I don't even spend that much time around people with real NYC accents, so how this happened to me is a mystery. But one thing is clear: if I stay here long enough, I'll be tawking like a New Yorker awl the time.