A Feeling Of Eruditeness

I was recently asked by a colleague at work to look through his first, very rough, draft of a piece he had written in English. I’m still not sure exactly what it was, but he mentioned something about it being a film review, being seen by his class, and for the parents of the pupils. Or something.

Anyway, it was incredibly basic, and caused me to giggle a fair number of times. The layout and, in particular, the spelling were atrocious, giving me a tittle of an ego boost.

I had a few minutes today to give the text another quick look, when I came across a mistake neither I nor the other “qualified” English teacher had seen at the first reading. The first sentence recounted the basic situation of the film, revolving around the “horrifying” lives of some school students.

Whilst I have never given it much though before, probably because I, like many others, use this word incorrectly, it suddenly occurred to me that horrify is a transitive verb. Transitive verbs need an object (e.g. I am horrifying the children at school with my outlandish behaviour), and there was no object in the text to be horrified.

What is needed here is the adjectival form of horrifying, which is “horrific”.

The film is about the horrific lives of some children…

is now how the text is formulated. I cannot say just how much joy I experienced by realising this mistake and rectifying it so that it is without error.

I apperceive that I am far from becoming an aptitudinal proof-reader, as I flounder often in the face of correct grammar, but it really felt an accomplishment to experience such an epiphany.

Now I think about it, can horrifying be used as an adjective? Nuts! I am befuddled. Oh, well, it’s back to my usual state of confusion until I can find out the correct answer to this conundrum.

Two Scrumptious New Words

I came across these fantastic words today. One of them is very useable, the other will only ever be presented for its nerd-value, but both are worthy of being added to the long list of words (and their definitions) that appear in the banner of this blog:

Tittle: the dot over the letter “i”; the tiniest bit.

Lethologica: the inability to remember the right word.

At present there are just over 200 words that can be chosen from to randomly appear every time the blog is refreshed/entered. When I came up with the idea to include this “word of the day” style function I didn’t think I’d find so many that I really liked. I know, from scouring a dictionary of difficult words I have by my bed, there are a myriad words that are of little or no use (to me, anyway). I am pleased to be proven wrong, and procure great pleasure from the acquisition of a broader vocabulary, although lethologica is commonplace.

Though not in the case of lethologica, it seems.

Comparing Those Who Compare

When trying to obtain good deals on videogames I used to use the time-consuming method of opening every shop I wanted to search in a different tab and manually searching. With the amount of shops being around ten, this was a soporific procedure, but was warranted because of the limitations that the mainstream price-comparison sites afforded.

I have been rather unmoved by Pricerunner, with its plain, yet untidy, layout, and limited range of shops that it searches. While there is nothing inherently wrong with the set-up, I often felt there were bargains out there that I’d missed, and the additional information about the products was perfunctory.

An uncelebrated gem amongst the crowd is the Swedish site, Prisjakt, that sets itself above its competitors by a plethora of information. The search criteria function is well-implemented (though unused for the most in my case), and there is a nicely thought out, unintrusive pop-up window for every game’s price-development over the last 60 days.

There are a few other helpful functions, and, while these may not seem to set it apart from Pricerunner and the like, it makes for a more complete approach, especially with a larger database of shops used when searching. I do not get the nagging feeling that somewhere, just somewhere there is a shop which could save me an additional amount of money on my desired purchase, even if there quite possibly is.

I have already saved myself a tidy sum on the 10 or so products I’ve bought through Prisjakt, and its presence in the market is welcome.

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The Antepenultimate Match Of The Season

An important match took place today, with Wolves meeting derby-side and antagonists, Birmingham. Both are currently in the play-offs with two matches after this meeting to go, so much was at stake for both aspirants.

I had read earlier this week that the O’Leary’s chain of restaurant/pubs was planning on showing the match, and became stirred at the thought of watching such an important match. Since O’Leary’s in Söder is usually the host for all televised Wolves games we went there, only to find out that they were not even open. I found this strange, with so many Wolves fans in Stockholm who would’ve descended upon the premises clothed in old-gold (yes, Jo, old-gold), in good voice, and with a wallet full of beer money.

Slightly fraught at the news, I tried ringing Truls, president of Swede Wolves, to find out further information and a possible alternative venue. Freya was quite keen on the idea of seeing “We Are Wolves” (as she calls them), as was I, and with only a half hour to go to kick-off, the stress levels were rising.

When I received no answer from Truls’ phone, we decided to take a short trip into Old Town, to an Irish pub that was also known for its football. I rang the pub when we got off the underground, to be told that the Wolves match was to be shown. Oh, sweet joy.

The match ended with Wolves losing 2-3, but the entire match was thoroughly entertaining; real end-to-end stuff with Wolves showing a fighting spirit I never saw last season. We could have equalised with four minutes to go, but missed a penalty, though we are still play-off contenders, and will succeed if we win our final two matches.

When I came back home I read on the Swede Wolves site that this is the weekend Swede Wolves members are in Wolverhampton for their annual visit. Now I understand why Truls was unreachable, and no other fans were to be seen in the pub. Still, it meant a more peaceful (if less ambient) family outing.

The Self-Righteous Exhortation

One of the luxuries (and sometimes misgivings) with living in a developed country is that of choice. The most power we, as individuals in a Capitalist society, have is, in my mind, where we choose to spend our money. Since all businesses live or die by their income, this is a very important factor to remember and live by, and should lend an air of optimism to one’s view of the current depressing state of affairs in the world.

Becoming vegan was the first step. We have decided to fund products of companies that minimize the suffering of animals. In some instances we have decided to eschew vegan products from companies that have otherwise had dubious/immoral stances on other issues (e.g. the vegan burger from McDonalds) that are close to our hearts.

Recycling has also become a big issue. We are very thorough when it comes to reusing the Earth’s resources, to the point where the paper wrapping on tins is conscientiously ripped off and sorted. Items that become broken (lamps, headphones, furniture, furbees) are taken for repair rather than thrown away, even if the cost of repair is greater than that of replacement. Nearly all the items we buy have an aesthetic value, and therefore worth the extra cost.

Much of the furniture and electrical goods we’ve bought are second-hand. The sofas, mats, lamps, computer, most of Freya’s clothes, dishwasher, washing-machine (these last two are NOT so environmentally friendly, I know, but their inclusion allows for more time with Freya, and they cost us nothing) have all come from previous owners, which balances the IKEA purchases that fill most of the rest of the flat.

Whilst these actions are noble necessary, there remains much to be done, and this is actually a very satisfying and relatively fun experience. The betterment of oneself (whether it be the psychological progression of the self or the effect one has on one’s surroundings) is one of the keys of having a fulfilling life.

I have, partially thanks to Jo, recommenced my desire to be a part of the solution, after a long period of standing still. Just recently, after Jo’s mentioning the subject, I’ve become routined in the turning off at source the ‘standby’ electrical items at night. The computer, TV, and telephone loader are now non-leechers during the time we are asleep. The next step is to increase the amount of time the computer is on idle mode, or simply turn it off when not needed.

A further development is to buy more Fair Trade goods, especially tea and coffee. Some of the larger well-known companies here in Sweden have started to sell Fair Trade coffee, and this is one of the occasions I shall willingly support them, as opposed a generally overpriced smaller company’s coffee one typically finds in health-food shops.

Next on the list are buying energy-saving light-bulbs, cutting down on methane producing rice and frozen potato products, in place of more fresh potatoes (much cheaper and more environmentally friendly, especially if locally grown), and trying a different manual razor. It appears that all the big-name razors are produced by companies involved in animal testing. The razor (or rather the company) I’m looking at abjures this practice, as well as having interchangeable heads (the razor, not the company), which will lessen the amount of plastic I use to shave.

All this is not meant to be some unctuous diatribe to masturbate my ego, but a simple message to Freya, who may well see the result of our current inability to reconcile the general attitude to the environment. We are constantly reevaluating our position, and try (not our best, because we actually quite like to enjoy ourselves) to lessen our impact, or “footprint” as it is currently called. Still, try and be proud that you’ve not got total planks for parents.

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