Being an author is like being in charge of your own personal insane asylum.

- Graycie Harmon

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Happy Birthday Australia!

Today is Australia Day, and I'd like to wish the country I spent the majority of my childhood in a very happy birthday.

With luck, the Australian Government was forward-thinking enough to forgo the Australia Day fireworks and instead use that money towards the disaster relief. After all, a government's job is the welfare of its people.

You can still help. Above this post and directly beneath the blog title is a link to where you can donate funds to the relief effort.

Today is also the Feast Day of St. Timothy. He is the patron of those with... uh... intestinal disorders. Lucky fellow.

Writing yesterday went well. I managed to make my quota with enough time left over to goof off and watch Qi. I really wish they broadcast that show here in Canada. It's brilliantly funny and really quite interesting. Also, I just adore Stephen Fry (the quiz-master, for those not in the know. He is also an actor and an author, and considered the most polite man in Britain).

I really should work on my short story entry. I'll see how that goes today.

Onto today's Forgotten English word/phrase:

Illiack Passion:

Wind in the small guts.
- Elish Coles' English Dictionary, 1713

A kind of nervous colick [sic], whose seat is the ileum, whereby the gut is twisted.
- John Walker's Dictionary of the English Language, 1835

A dangerous disease consisting in the expulsion of feculent matter by the mouth, accompanied with a swelling of the lower ventricle, an intense pain, and a total constipation.
- Thomas Dyche's New General English Dictionary, 1740


Life intervenes said...

Right...... You should really give a warning for some of these words. I had just about finished my breakfast when I got to the bottom of this post and I'm now feeling a bit queasy!

S.M. Carrière said...

Oh dear! I'm sorry!

If it makes you feel any better, I had just started breakfast when I read it....