{"id":6352,"date":"2011-04-05T22:30:18","date_gmt":"2011-04-06T02:30:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=6352"},"modified":"2011-04-05T22:32:45","modified_gmt":"2011-04-06T02:32:45","slug":"he-aint-heavy-hes-my-quill-brother","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=6352","title":{"rendered":"He ain’t heavy, he’s my quill brother"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Like my new cubicle? \ud83d\ude09<\/i><\/font><\/p>\n

Today’s bit of Forgotten English — you maybe thought I forgot about this desk calendar? You would not have been entirely wrong — is “quill-driver,” meaning:<\/p>\n

A scrivener, a clerk; satirical phrase similiar to “steel bar driver,” a tailor….A clerk, scribe, or hackney writer. Brother of the quill<\/i>, an author.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

The Brotherhood of the Quill. I like that.<\/p>\n

Anyway, it’s hard to believe was only our second day in the new office. Little kinks in the system continue to be worked out — or not — and that extends also to my commute. I took a train to Jamaica, then a connecting to Hunterspoint Avenue, where I took the subway (two stops) direct to Grand Central. Except for some rain, that worked out for me, about an hour door to door. Maybe an hour and change; I’m not yet convinced it saved me any significant amount of time over a twenty-five-minute walk from Penn Station. But still, not having to walk that in the rain…?<\/p>\n

I got myself a little turned around taking the subway back to Penn Station this evening, taking the shuttle to Times Square and then walking around until I finally stumbled onto the A downtown. I missed my train home by literally one minute. I think I’ll do better with that part tomorrow; it’s on the return trip where I’m really fighting time and distance, and where the subway could probably really help me.<\/p>\n

Of course, the plan remains to find someplace where I only<\/i> have to take the subway in.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Like my new cubicle? \ud83d\ude09 Today’s bit of Forgotten English — you maybe thought I forgot about this desk calendar? You would not have been entirely wrong — is “quill-driver,” meaning: A scrivener, a clerk; satirical phrase similiar to “steel bar driver,” a tailor….A clerk, scribe, or hackney writer. Brother of the quill, an author. … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[28,52],"class_list":["post-6352","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-personal","tag-work"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6352"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6352"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6352\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6352"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6352"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6352"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}