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September 7th, 2007

For your present, here's today's Forgotten English (© Jeffrey Kacirk) -- remember to share nicely now!

princeage
The body of princes; princedom.
--Joseph Worcester's Dictionary of the English Language, 1881


A Prince Among Princes
Today is the birthday of Queen Elizabeth I (1533-1603). Until the late seventeenth century, Elizabeth and other female monarchs were often curiously referred to as "princes" in conversation and literature. Regarding this queen, for example, Edmund Geste's Sermon Upon Repentance and Faith (1560) exhorted listeners, saying, "Let us low our prince ... thinking, sayeng, or doyng [nothing] that may turne to hyr dyshonor, prayeng all way for hyr long and prosperus reigne." In 1562, Elizabeth herself commented on her half-sister in the pre-amble to her Act 5, writing of "the reigns of the late princes, King Philip and Queen Mary." In 1650, Sir Robert Stapylton translated Famiano Strada's History of the Low Countrey Wares (1647), stating at one point, "They had now been governed by female princes for forty years together." A line from Henry Willobie's verse Avisa, or the True Picture of a Modest Maid (1594) even mentioned, "Cleopatra, prince of Nile."

-The Gneech

Fictionlet

Greg was having fun in the kitchen and whistling something zippy by Wolfgang Ama-D when the smell of frying egg and ham brought the usual specter of Brigid shuffling out into the common area, blinking her little raisin morning-eyes and regarding every wall or piece of furniture as something strange and full of menace.

"Well, well, she lives!" Greg chirped. "How did your big date with, what's-his-hame -- Gary? -- go?"

"Gary's the name he goes by to make life easy," Brigid said, gently easing herself down onto a barstool. "His real name is something unpronounceable and Lithuanian."

"Ah," said Greg, and added two more eggs to the pan. "Well, how did your big date with Something Unpronounceable and Lithuanian go?"

"You remember how I promised myself I wasn't going to have sex on the first date?" Brigid said.

"Yes?"

"Well, I kept it."

"Tsk! Poor thing. Have some apple juice."

"That's supposed to be consoling, is it?"

"Absolutely," said Greg. "Orange juice would have been too acidic."

-The Gneech

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Alas!

Alas, today marks the end of DM of the Rings. While I felt like the past couple of months seemed a bit rushed, I can also totally sympathize with that.

The good news is, today is the first day of Chainmail Bikini: The Nightmarish Legend of Deuce Baaj, which looks like it will be more of the same but without fear of copyright lawyers. So we'll see!

-The Gneech

Speaking of Lord of the Rings...

I haven't played Lord of the Rings Online in months. Not sure how many months exactly, but it looks like the last time was in May.

There are several reasons for this. One, is I've been so busy that it's hard to find time to breathe, much less throw precious moments of my life down a timesink. Second, is the last few times I played, I didn't exactly have a good time, either. Third, is that, well, even good MMOs still suck. [1]

Also, I'm sort of wary of what I may find if I sign back in. I'm sure the rest of my kinship has hit 50th+ level by now. I don't know what if any changes there have been made since I played last either, so I'll have to get re-used to playing my character again (which I'm not real keen on) or start a new one (which I'm definitely not keen on).

On the other hand, I'm pretty darn stressed and could use some gaming right about now. If only Neverwinter Nights 2 didn't also suck, I could play that.

-The Gneech

[1] Note to anyone who likes MMOs: I'm glad you enjoy them, and by all means continue to do so. But just like I will never like fried okra, you're not going to convince me that MMOs don't suck. Play them and have fun, and write me off as a lost cause.

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