August 19th, 2008


[language] Parts of speech confusion

O mighty LJ brain, hear my plea. I have confused myself anent matters grammatical.

There’s a construction in English whereby nouns convert to adjectives through being modified with an /-ed/ affix, as if they were verbs being conjugated into the simple past. For example:

one eyed
lop eared
left handed
many splendored
fruited plains
strait jacketed

Most of the examples I can think of are related to body parts or clothing, but not all of them. Some examples can be explained as verb forms (”strait jacketed”), but, for example, I can’t make “lop eared” be a verb in my head.

Why are we conjugating nouns into adjectives? Can someone give me the remedial grammar 101 on this?

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[links] Link salad for an Omaha Tuesday

the_ogre with a review of Escapement Powell's | Amazon ]

New Weird in Romania — We’re worldwide, man.

Get Fuzzy goes surreal. Again. — Crab cakes? I love this payoff line.

Generic names for soft drinks by county — Because everything needs a map, don’t you think? (Actually this is a rather cool intersection of sociolinguistics and cartography.)

The Niece explains why stars go nova [ | LiveJournal ] — (Courtesy of lillypond, a/k/a Mother of the Niece.)

The Seattle Times on the cost of designer drugs — Once more, it doesn’t come back to healthcare deliver, at which our system can excel. It comes back to healthcare finance, at which our system fails miserably. Unless you’re an investment dollar, of course. (Thanks to lt260.)

Church Files Restraining Order Against Autistic Boy — Hmmm. It would be very easy to take a cheap shot here, but even with my restraint filters on, this feels weird. (Thanks to lt260.)

Time in saddle: n/a (45 minute brisk walk)
Last night’s weigh-out: n/a
This morning’s weigh-in: n/a
Currently reading: The Avatar by Poul Anderson

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[personal] End of the blogging day

This post marks the end of the blogging day for me, most likely. I’m off to the office soon here in Omaha, and right after work, I’ll be running pinks out of darkest Iowa (at least two of you reading know what that means; the rest of you will have to wait until kenscholes and I finish our extremely NSFW “Roy G. Biv” collaboration). More to the point, I have a celebratory dinner in Des Moines tonight.

Yes, Des Moines. Yes, that’s not the same place as Omaha, though if you squint from either coast they kind of run together.

So I won’t be back at the bloggy keyboard until quite late this evening. Y’all play nice while I’m gone.

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