On Super Bowl Sunday, as always, me and my mom were not watching the Super Bowl together. She did turn it on for a few seconds because the Patriots were playing but I think it was five seconds before she was like “Okay, that’s enough” because the only person who dislikes football more than me is her. But the weird part is that the last two times the Patriots were in the Super Bowl, we turned on the game for a brief instant, and they immediately started to lose. So this year…
Saturday, February 21, 2015
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Language of Confusion: -Pressed, part 2
Woo, here we go! Press, part two.
Pressure
Pressure showed up in the late fourteenth century meaning, and I quote, “act or fact of pressing on the mind or heart”—the literal meaning of pressing down on something came later, in the early fifteenth century. Pressure comes from the Old French presseure, which meant both a press for wine or cheeses and also an instrument of torture. You know, fun things. It comes from the Classical Latin pressura, pressing or squeezing.
Espresso
No, I’m not joking. It kind of makes sense, really, as it’s coffee made with steam (ahem) pressure. It’s a recent word, showing up in 1945 from the Italian caffè espresso, which is what they call an espresso. Just plain espresso means expressed in Italian, and it comes from the Latin exprimere, which you might remember from last week as being the origin word for express.
Compress
Compress showed up in the late fourteenth century from the Old French compresser, put under pressure. That word comes from the classical Latin compressare, press together, the frequentative of comprimere, compress. The word for press is premere in Latin, so I guess they decided to do a letter change for some reason. Anyway, the com- prefix means together, so the word literally means press together, which is exactly what a compress does.
Suppress
Like the others, suppress showed up in the late fourteenth century, where it meant to be burdensome for over a century before switching to the meaning we know it as in the early fifteen hundreds. It comes from the classical Latin (of course) suppressus, shockingly translated as suppress, the past participle of supprimere, which also means suppress. Don’t ask me why. Sometimes I don’t have a good grasp on the intricacies of English. Anyway, that sup- is actually sub-, as in under, so with premere it’s “press under”, which is a pretty good definition of what suppression tries to do.
Oppress
Next we have oppress, which showed up in the mid fourteenth century from the Old French opresser, with the same meaning. It comes from the Medieval Latin oppressare and classical Latin opprimere, force or subdue (and in Late Latin, rape). The ob- means against, and with press…yeah, oppress against pretty much covers it. Press against something to keep it from fighting back.
Repress
Last but not least (or maybe it is, I don’t know), repress. It showed up in the late fourteenth century as to restrain, coming from the classical Latin repressus, stifled, and reprimere, repression. One of the prefix re-’s many meanings is back, so “press back”, like you would some emotion you don’t want bubbling to the surface.
I love it when the words make sense. It gives me a tingly feeling.
Sources
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Colorblind
Oh man, how did it get this late? Well, okay, it’s 4 a.m. at the time I’m posting this, but I’m actually writing it at almost midnight. Today just got away from me.
So today I’m just going to share with you this neat color test. You organize the squares so that one color flows into the next. Just look at it and you’ll see what I mean. If you get a score of 0, you have perfect color acuity. 100 is basically “can you even see color?” It also shows you which area you’re color deficient in.
Here, I took a screen cap of my test:
I got a 15, which isn’t bad (the last time I took it I got 23, so I guess my vision sharpened over the past couple of weeks). I got pretty close, but those blue-greens got me.
Anyone else take it? How’d you do?
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Exile
I was gone for over two weeks when my laptop decided that it
hated me and was going to break because my life wasn’t miserable enough. This
is a pretty solid representation of how it went when all my evening
writing/internet time was taken away from me.
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Language of Confusion: -Pressed
Have I seriously not done -press before? Because I swear that I have. But it’s not on my newly revamped Etymology list, nor any other list I have of the words I etymologize. I guess it’s just déjà vu or something. Oh, and there are a lot of words here, so I think this is going to be a two-parter.
Press
The earliest form of press showed up as presse in the early fourteenth century, first as a noun, then as a verb. Of course, back then it had nothing to do with the media (can you imagine?); the noun was just a crowd of people massing together. It comes from the Old French presse, which could either mean a crowd or a wine or cheese press, a definition for press that didn’t appear in English until the end of the fourteenth century. Further back, it comes from the classical Latin pressare, which means squeeze, and comes from pressus, the past tense of premere, to press. And the reason the media is called the press is because press is another word for crowd, and that’s, in a sense, public. Oh, and just so you know, the other press verb, like to press into service, is not related to the others. In the mid fourteenth century, it was prest, engage by loan or pay in advance (especially to an enlisted soldier). The Latin word it comes from is praestare, stand before, fulfill or perform. It’s a combination of two words, prae, before, and stare, stand. Because prest sounded so much like press, people dropped the T and two words became one.
Impress
Impress first showed up in the late fourteenth century with the figurative meaning of having a strong effect on the mind/heart. It comes from the classical Latin impressus, the past participle of imprimere, press upon. That seems weird, obviously, but the past participle of imprimere, which is where the adjective impress comes from, is impressus, so apparently the m is optional ;). Anyway, it’s the combination of two words, in-, which means into, and premere, which you might recognize from press.
Express
Express first showed up in the late fourteenth century as a noun (like expressing a feeling) and an adjective (“express purpose” etc.)—the association with sending something by express came later of course, and from the adjective form. Anyway, the verb comes from the Old French espresser/expresser, press or speak one’s mind. It came by way of the Medieval Latin expressare, which is a frequentative (continuous noun, like wrestling from wrest) of the classical Latin exprimere, which pretty much just means express. The prefix ex- means out, so this word is…pressing out, I guess?
Depress
Oh, this should be fun. Depress showed up in the early fourteenth century meaning put down by force (describes depression pretty well). It comes from the Old French depresser, Late Latin depressare, and of course the classical Latin deprimere, press down or dishearten. The de- means down and the premere is press, so press down, first physically, then mentally.
Stay tuned next week for the thrilling conclusion!
Sources
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
February Goals
There, I’m finally back to regular posting. Man, January was
such a mess! Both with the two feet of snow that came piling down and also the
whole lack of computer thing. That put a hamper on things. I’m also not looking
forward to this month because I won’t have as much time to write as I like
since I really need to start worrying about having enough money to, you know, not
starve to death. It’s an issue sometimes.
Anyway, let’s get into the goals…
January Goals
1. REMEMBER: continue word edits and writing edits, and
finish the freaking pacing edits.
Well, maybe I would have if my
stupid computer didn’t break!!!
2. Figure out the story for the book I’m rewriting. (You’d
think this would be easy, but because of all the problems it had, it’s going to
need some thought)
I actually did this before the
whole broken computer thing. Of course I got all the little things done before
it went kerflooey. That’s how it goes.
3. Write A-to-Z Challenge posts.
Also got this one done, I think
just a few days before previously mentioned kerflooey.
I’m still frustrated that I couldn’t get the most important
thing done, even if it wasn’t my fault. Plus now I don’t know when I’ll have
the time…
February Goals
1. Try to find enough time to do those frigging edits on
REMEMBER.
2. Get caught up on everything I fell behind on without a
computer.
3. Don’t starve to death. Maybe.
Ugh, February. Why you got to be like this? Why you make me
hate you?
What are you up to this month? Anything fun?
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Back! Kind of!
Well, I'm finally back, and it was two and a half frigging weeks of me trying to fix my computer only to find out that I couldn't. It would have been longer but my mom insisted on buying me a new computer, so now I'm back, but I'll be feeling guilty all the time.
It's not a bad computer, and I know I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth (whatever that means), but man, I wish she let me pick it out. Or even better, just bought me a new motherboard, which would have fixed my old computer. Because this new thing...it has Windows 8. And it's not good. Like, beyond not good. Like, it soars beyond bad, worse, and worst, beyond evil, beyond the edge of the universe to find new levels of not good.
At least I can write again. But it's at a heavy price.
Sorry, still no posts this week as I'm catching up on a backlog of stuff I wasn't able to get to. I will be back to Twitter and commenting on your blogs though, thank goodness. Then maybe next week I can get back to my regular schedule and put this whole mess beyond me. Except for the painful scar of having Windows 8 on my computer. That, unfortunately, is permanent.
Seriously. Terrible.
It's not a bad computer, and I know I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth (whatever that means), but man, I wish she let me pick it out. Or even better, just bought me a new motherboard, which would have fixed my old computer. Because this new thing...it has Windows 8. And it's not good. Like, beyond not good. Like, it soars beyond bad, worse, and worst, beyond evil, beyond the edge of the universe to find new levels of not good.
At least I can write again. But it's at a heavy price.
Sorry, still no posts this week as I'm catching up on a backlog of stuff I wasn't able to get to. I will be back to Twitter and commenting on your blogs though, thank goodness. Then maybe next week I can get back to my regular schedule and put this whole mess beyond me. Except for the painful scar of having Windows 8 on my computer. That, unfortunately, is permanent.
Seriously. Terrible.
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