Through The Looking Glass: Where Coffee = Sleep October 10, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Blogging, Etcetera, Laughing, Words.Tags: Alice in Wonderland, Caffeine, Coffee, Douglas Adams, Macchiato, Sleep, Starbucks
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Comparing coffee preferences to sleeping habits is probably the most ironic analogy ever made. But outside the asylum, through the looking glass, only the nonsensical truly makes sense. And so, I propose the following theory:
If coffee = sleep, then…
A) A macchiato (a shot of espresso with a mere dash of foam) is the coffee equivalent of “a short but intense nap between 12:30am and 6:30am, as popularised by yogis, yoginis, truck drivers and insomniacs”.
B) A Starbucks Venti Mocha Frappuccino (20 ounces of cream, caffeine & chocolate) is the “persistent vegetative state” of the coffee world.
Somewhere in between lies CATATONIA, which is what happens when you have an incurable weakness for both A) and B) (as regards both the coffee and the sleep).
“Patients with catatonia may experience an extreme loss of motor skills or even constant hyperactive motor activity. Catatonic patients will sometimes hold rigid poses for hours and will ignore any external stimuli. Patients with catatonic excitement can die of exhaustion if not treated. Patients may also show stereotyped, repetitive movements.
They may show specific types of movement such as waxy flexibility, in which they maintain positions after being placed in them by someone else, or gegenhalten (lit. “counterhold”), in which they resist movement in proportion to the force applied by the examiner. They may repeat meaningless phrases or speak only to repeat what the examiner says….
Catatonic excitement is a state of constant purposeless agitation and excitation. Individuals in this state are extremely hyperactive, although the activity seems to lack purpose.
…The only way to cure it is to keep the patient constantly active and the activities must have an end goal or they will not work. Stress must be reduced by not pressurising, keeping life predictable and by limiting choice as making choices is very stressful for catatonics.”
— Wikipedia (of course)
And on that note, I REALLY have to get back to writing this thesis. 13 days and counting…
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The multifarious meanings of ‘Momental’ September 12, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Blogging, Pretty!, The Ether, Words.Tags: Etymology, Momental, Obscure words, OED, OED Word Of The Day, random, randominity, Words
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Today’s email inbox Oxford English Dictionary Word Of The Day is…
Momental
As far as ‘knowing thyself’ goes, momental is a fickle creature, caught seven ways between obscurity, rarity, statistics, maths, and philosophy. Behold:
1. Lasting only a moment; momentary.
2. Of or relating to momentum.
3. Of or relating to moments of time.
4. Of or relating to a moment or element, especially of a conceptual entity.
5. Of or relating to a moment of inertia. [see #2, smirk at the complete contradiction]
6. Of or relating to the moments of a random variable.
7. Momentous; of value or importance.
Now I know it’s been a while between OED Word Of The Day musings, but momental is so unexpectedly interesting that I couldn’t help but share. For though it is an unassuming word, its multifarious (and muddled) definitions give it that je ne sais quois that some like to call randominity.
Randominity is a specialised neologism, not entirely unlike The Dirk Gently Navigation Method:
“My own strategy is to find a car, or the nearest equivalent, which looks as if it knows where it is going and follow it. I rarely end up where I was intending to go, but often I end up somewhere that I needed to be. So what do you say to that?”
“Piffle.”
“A robust response. I salute you.”
{ Yes cheers, [Saint] Douglas Adams ( The Long Dark Teatime of the Soul) }
Now, momental clearly doesn’t know what it wants to mean. But all its various definitions are so nice in their own way that it hardly matters which one you intended to express in the first place (Ephemeral? Moving? Inert? Random?). Odds are you’ll be saying something of value or importance. Momental even.
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Playing favourites with pretty words August 14, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Cinema, Pretty!, Words.Tags: Ambrosial, Amrit Vela, Anvaya, Equanimity, Etymology, Magnanimity, Nebuchadnezzar, OED, Sangfroid, The Matrix, Veuve Clicquot
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Winter holidays long gone, I’ve been rather busy studying relatively bland legal verbiage… which is what I ought to be doing now …which would make this the perfect time to wax lyrical about some new personal favourites in the ‘beautiful’ end of the linguistic spectrum!
1. Ambrosial
Huh? Immortal, divine, celestial, ethereal. Belonging to or worthy of the gods. Also suggestive of golden deliciousness.
As in? As in the amrit vela: “the ambrosial hours just before dawn” (when yogis and the sun rise in unison).
Why? Because it both means and sounds what it is: divine.
2. Equanimity
Huh? The quality of having an even mind. Resilience. Evenness of temper. Being undisturbed by emotion, elation or depression. Contrary to popular belief this DOES NOT equate to apathy or a dispassionate disregard for the vicissitudes of life. I’m pretty sure that one CAN be both equanimous and ecstatic, or equanimous and outraged: it’s the capacity to return to even kilter that matters. Far easier said than done, of course (the sea of life is tempestuous and full of serpents).
As in? Anvaya: looking equally upon friends and enemies; enjoying the fair and taking no umbrage at the unfair… and magnanimity*, which, according to Democritus, “consists of enduring tactlessness with mildness”. Nicely said, old man.
Why? For such a relatively small word, equanimity ripples with polysyllabic prettiness. And I’ve been looking for the right word to define “excitably tranquil” for quite some time.
See also: Sangfroid…
3. Sangfroid
Huh? Yeah, okay. it’s pretty much the same as equanimity. What can I say? I really like the whole concept.
As in? See above.
Why? Because it sounds so Frenchy-pretty (as most Franglais does). And although when translated literally from the French, it means “cold blood”, I like to think that the “cold” is in this context more like “cool” – and it never hurts to have a chilled, chic outlook on life, the universe and everything. And speaking of chilled-and-chic…
4. Nebuchadnezzar
Huh? An extremely large wine bottle,especially for champagne, equivalent in volume to twenty standard bottles, or 15-16 litres. Used primarily for the novelty factor, and rather large parties.
As in? Well, Veuve:
(The big one. via Whisk Hampers ).
Why? I find it gleefully ironic that all the really ridiculously large wine bottles are named after biblical royalty. And let us not forget, The Neb’ was Morpheus’s ship in The Matrix **.

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* Itself, a charming word.
** Let’s just keep it to the first one, shall we?
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- Lawks! More silvery ‘new’ words
- Patent/Patently/Patent Leather…
Going Forward… [*shudder*] August 6, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Ire, Words.Tags: Going Forward, Henceforth, Language, Newspeak, Words
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I just realised why the phrase “going forward” irks me so.
It is newspeak for “henceforth”, which is actually a lovely word and does not need to be replaced. Think about it: anywhere the phrase “going forward” is used, one could just as well say “henceforth” and convey the same meaning. It’s an ugly, ugly synonym.
Henceforth, whenever I hear the soulless, economistic, accountantesque* words “going forward”, I shall mentally replace them with “henceforth” and thus obscure the linguistic ugliness. That way, the politicians, teachers and grown-ups all get to play with their boring newspeak, I get to enjoy the phoentic rustle of henceforth, and everyone is happy.
* Nothing against economists/accountants. I hear some of them are LOVELY people.
More On The Moon July 22, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Blogging, Etcetera, Pretty!, Technobabble, The News, Words.Tags: Apana, Ashtanga, Lunar, Moon, Moon Day, New Moon, Solar Eclipse, Twilight, Yoga
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More on the topic of lunar loveliness…

Ardha chandrasana: Half-moon pose { via lenayoga.com }
For Earthlings, today is New Moon (the lunar phase, not the teen vampire popfic phenom). For Ashtanga yogis, today is therefore Moon Day. Traditionally, this is a day of rest, or at least, non-practice, associated with apana: a grounding force that renders us settled, but also less inclined to physical exertion. Personally, as an Earthling and an Ashtangi, I feel out of kilter if I don’t rise with the sun and meander to the mat. So my Moon Day began with lots of beautiful, earthing asanas — parighasana, krounchasana, gomukhasana and supta padangusthasana — woven into my practice, followed by a long, deep savasana, pulled downward by the firm hand of gravity.
ALSO…
The longest solar eclipse of the 21st Century happened today:

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In parts of India, the sun even rose in partial eclipse, the moon edging further and further in between Earth and Sol with every passing dawntime minute…* I can only imagine that saluting to a partially eclipsed surya must be a truly wondrous experience. Can you think of a better way to feel like an infinitesimal animated visitor in an incomprehensibly mysterious, miraculous universe? I can’t!
* The Beeb has some nice photos here.
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More perfect than Helvetica? Now THAT is true love. July 18, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Art, Helvetica, Pretty!, Typography, Words.Tags: Helvetica, Love, Typography
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More perfect than Helvetica?
Now THAT is true love.
(Or just very, VERY good blandishment.)
{ by The Voice That Said via Don’t Touch My Moleskine }
Everything Will Be [Techn(olog)ically] Okay June 28, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Blogging, Etcetera, Ire, Laughing, Technobabble, The Ether, Words.Tags: Blogging, Dell, Everything Will Be Okay, Hitchhiker's Guide, Marvin, Tech Support, technology, XPS m1330
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I have been a very bad blogger. But with good reason, of course. Here begins the story of a Miraculous Laptop Resurrection.
On the first day, at the first sign of computer malfunction, I made one emergency backup.

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On the second day, I witnessed increasingly psychedelic bouts of computer death. RIP Graphics Card (and therefore, motherboard, into which said graphic card was unfortunately integrated).

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On the third day, I put Marvin away and started what would become several weeks of Using Someone Else’s Laptop (Mother, Work, Friends…).

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On the fourth day I began procrastinating about repairs. 1 expired warranty + 3 University end-of-semester essays (+ subsequent holidays) = 3 weeks of procrastination. Anticipated interminably long phone queues, futile complaints, ending inevitably in a very expensive motherboard replacement. Not to mention the idea of a Restore-From-Backup, which never quite returns things to normal.

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… [Insert here: Several weeks of frustration. Using a netbook (I advise against them, unless your preferred work speed is "glacial") loaded with Internet Explorer (not recommended, unless you love a good crash... every 5 minutes). Enduring the mundanity of Open Office, and "This is a public computer: please don't remember my password" on the work computers. Missing my pedantic email filing system in Thunderbird, and all my delicious, delicious cookies (NO, not that kind, THIS kind). ]

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The Call to Dell was made on the Thursday, at 4pm. By 4.05pm (including 1 minute of synthesised glockenspiel muzak) I was saying thankyou to the phone operator who had just promised FREE delivery and installation of a FREE replacement motherboard (which will be covered by a 1-year warranty, FREE), hopefully next-day, but by Monday at the latest. Almost. Fell. Off. My. Chair. In. Shock! (I like to think that it was because I mentioned my awareness of the Dell forums showing more than 150 people with the same problem, many out of warranty,who were still able to claim a free replacement.)
And so, on the Friday, Marvin* rose again. Dell Man appeared at my office at midday, as arranged, and with power drill in hand, disassembled my poor machine into a pile of bits and pieces. And lo, by 12.25pm the lappy resurrection was complete! Free of charge, and less than 24 hours after I finally made the rescue call? A miracle! It’s like nothing ever happened. Marvin even set about launching my last-running instance of Firefox and downloading new emails from the server.

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Anyway, if this saga has taught me anything, it’s that Everything Will Be [Techn(olog)ically] Okay. Also, that I have a lot of haphazardly-gathered but accidentally-themed-alike bookmarks stored away on my harddrive…

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* Named after Marvin The Paranoid Android in Douglas Adams’s Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy: a computer with a brain the size of a planet, but very poor interpersonal skills.
Ampersand another thing… May 28, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Art, Design, Etcetera, FFFFOUND!, Pretty!, The Ether, Typography, Words.Tags: Alphabet, Ampersand, Behance, Etymology, FFFFOUND!, Obscure words, Typography, Veer
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I was asked last night how often I update my blog. I couldn’t think of a word that meant “seldom, but only while I’m stupidly busy: when I’m less busy… more often”. In retrospect, maybe “erratically” would have been a good response. & so, to atone for my neglect, in the words of Blue Peter, here’s one I made earlier…
I really think that the ampersand is underused, underrated, undervalued, underappreciated, &, well, underloved.
{Bark chip ampersand, by Sarah France, via the blog The Ampersand, via Behance, via FFFFOUND! }
Once upon a time, & was deemed such a natural part of the alphabet than when children recited their ABCs, they concluded with “et per se and“. As in, ‘X, Y, Z… and, for that matter “and”, because it too is a letter’. After time, this was garbled into “ampersand”, in much the way that L, M, N, O, P becomes elemenopee in the mouth of a 5-year-old. Now I know all this to be true not only because of the eternal font of unvalidated wisdom that is Wikipedia, but also because I was told the same story by the other most authoritative of unauthoritative sources, My Father, years before the internet was around to sully our ‘Did You Knows’ with false folklore.
& so… here are some ampersands… &c.
MUST HAVE! A deluxe carrying case for an ampersand! { more adorableness by Marc Johns }

Ampersand cushion at loremandipsum’s etsy store (sold out, but they still have CHOUETTE ampersand tees for sale!) { via FFFFOUND! }

Handmade clay ampersand by Lestaret { via NOTCOT }

Ampersand cookies (“They exist.”) { via The Ampersand again }
Veer did have these rockin’ ampersand cufflinks, once upon a time. Blogger’s remorse: I should have posted these when I first saw them on NOTCOT (a long time ago), but instead filed it away under “For When There Is More To Say On The Topic Of Ampersands”. So now (and for a long time) the Veer merch shop has ceased to exist, and by necessary deduction, also ceased to have the cufflinks. It’s probably for the best. I was always tempted to the verge of covetousness by unshippable Veer merchandise. [ EDIT: Veer store most certainly does exist at the above link. Ampersand cufflinks for all! (er, if you live in North America) ]
& on that note, it’s back to work.
Font Poetry: Starting a meme May 21, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Art, Blogging, Etcetera, FFFFOUND!, Pretty!, Typography, Words.Tags: Alice in Wonderland, Amalia, Basho, FFFFOUND!, Gotham Narrow, Haiku, Hoefler & Frere-Jones, James Joyce, Nikola Djurek, Poetry, Typeface, Typography
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Confession: I have fallen head over heels in love with the delicate, poignant, meaningless poetry of typeface samples.
Amalia
Designer: Nikola Djurek.
Print Foundry: OurType.
Found: via FFFFOUND!, via AisleOne
Mainly this calls for no effort from me, and is therefore a greedy, parasitic indulgence on my part. But sometimes the prettiest words need to undergo a bit of picking and choosing to turn them from Joyce into something bite-sized, like Bashō. Case in point: this sample grid for Gotham Narrow from Hoefler & Frere-Jones could be a ballad of epic proportions…

…but I like it better paraphrased into this charming little verse:
Hawkweed Foster House,
Collective Gingerbread;
Copperware Gothic Revival,
Gourmand Gristmilling,
Corinthian Order.
Gotham Narrow (abridged)
Designer: Frere-Jones (from the original Gotham, circa 1930s)
Print Foundry: Hoefler & Frere-Jones
Found: via Seannamon
Now, as far as filler text and typeface samples go, typographic poetry runs rings around the quick brown fox, and has far more individual character than the oft-repeated, famously nonsensical lorem ipsum.
It did get me wondering, though: Who chooses the content of these beautiful little odes? Is it a matter of science and reason, or just a happy mish-mash of randomly chosen words? Can someone from the world of typography please put an end to my ignorance?















