We’re not sure which century he was born in, but October 13 is the day. Felicitations and joy, moste worthie master.
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We’re not sure which century he was born in, but October 13 is the day. Felicitations and joy, moste worthie master.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PAUL BAKER! I promise to wear medieval court outfits tomorrow, in celebratione of this fyne event. (Did I spell that right?)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! WE HEART YOU, MR. BAKER!
Happy Birthday!!! This is a really joyous event, because if you hadn’t been born we wouldn’t have all those awesome columns. I’m not good at writing in Elizabethan, it bugs me. I do have a copy of The Canterbury Tales in my room right now, though, does that count for something? Anyway, Happy Birthday again!
HAPPY B-DAY!!! yaaaaaaaaaaaay! that is so cool ur b-day is right next to mine. i feel very special and Elizabethan and musical and robotic and now i’m rambling and i’m gonna leave now because I really hate the school keyboards
YAY FOR PAUL BAKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I can sorta talk in Elizabethan, as in I know when to use ‘thine’ and ‘thy’ and stuffs. On a field trip once, Zyviva and Queen Stephonia and myself had an Elizabethan lingo contest, although Stephonia went slightly towards the silly line. I belive her first sentance came after I had accidentally trodden on her lunch. It was, “how darest thou squishieth my grapes, thy varlet!”
Happy birthday, Mr. Baker! and remember, Mrs. Rieser is older than you!
Paul Baker is the coolest Elizabethan I don’t know… or something
—D_Q
happy birthday
Thanke ye, Mister Baker, for your moste educational lessones in the arte of Elizabethan.
Phoebe, Player of The Hellish Bagpipes
Oh, and I’ll do a round of Elizabethan Yayes.
yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye
yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye yaye
Thou knowest wot I sayd about donning olden garb?
Well, it itcheth terribly. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO TYPE WEARING GLOVES? DO YOU?!?!?!
Thy skin may complain, but thy verbs are perfect. Well written, QJ!
I do feer that I cannot type in that fyne Language knowne onlye as ‘Elizabethan.’ Alas!
Oh yeah, a Moste Joyouse and Merry Birthday to Thee.
wow it’s ur b-day go you! everybody’s talking in elizabethan…i can’t though
sad days.
hey speaking of all this semi-ancient historical stuff, who went to the rennaissance festival? (not the same one….like the one…like…wherever everybody is…seperately…or whatever.)
i went to the ohio one. it was awesome.
all hail paul baker!!!!
can i call you pb&j? or do you like hate that and are now determined to hunt me down…
i don’t know i like to give people random nicknames. if they don’t make one up themselves…which happens a lot on this site…
yes i’m being totally random now. g2stop procrastinating….arrgh. anyhoo happy b-day!!!
I too do wisheth thou a moste joyeful and happey daye of birthe. Withe a grate amounte of extra e’s forr lucke.
Moste worthie friendes, my thankes. It hath truly delighted my hearte to reade al youre greetinges. I humbly beg youre pardon for being absent from this noble Blogg uppon the daie itselfe. Alas, I was constrayned to bee in Wales, at the behest of the Quene of Muses, who bid mee climbe half a mountain and there have lengthy converse with a pleasant felowe whoo hath done much delving in a verie olde mine. The outcome of whyche longe talke, I hope, you shal all beholde in som future Muse.
Enough! Twas a verie happie Birthdaye, and I thanke every one of youe for increasing my happinesse and makyng it to continue. God bless youe al.
How do you say happy birthday in Elizethbian?
Well, actually, you don’t. They didn’t celebrate birthdays as such. They were usually named after Biblical figures, though, so the Catholics celebrated their “name day” – the day of the saint they were named after. Unless they were called Cuthbert. Then they went very quiet on their name day.
ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh… ok
I’m typing this from MD!!
Kitten says hi!!!!!!
greetings from md…new train if you didn’t get it already…
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzoom!!!
I like your comments. And these smilies are cool.
So a smiley to the birthday boy! (And I’m a little late…forgivness is needed.)
ok pb&j (if i can call u that…it’s pretty random and crazy even for me) i don’t know about the rest of the musers, but if there’s some kind of inside st. cuthbert thing i have no clue what it is.
who is st. cuthbert? why not celebrate him? arrgh…
*gasp* you saw the guy on the mountain! isn’t that like some kind of old person that’s all wise and whatever and answers questions? i mean like deep philisophical stuff about your life? did you ask if choklit was the center of the universe? cuz that’s my theory…
wheee!! choklit gooood. how do you say choklit in elizabethan? they had choklit right? except it was all melted and stuff…i think…
Choklit is the center of the universe, and I surprised we do not revolve around it instead of the sun!
P.S. (No more Uck in the KitKat)
I read this book called the “Lives of the Saints” there was this one lady who wasn’t very saintly. But I think their so cool, and to think that England once had every day of the week be in celbration of a Saint. And I’m sorry about the smileys, everybody has to let out their crazy side sometime…
Twas greate that nowest I knoweth thou knows a propere English. Indeed if’n one mighteth get oute of hand, one mighte readeth further on. Wherest did thou most noble sire of England learneth such greatness through this language? Cometh the time that thee might tell, I will be more than ablidge’d to learneth from such a master of thy most noble art.
Hark thee, KitKat, and heare mine voice well: Shouldnst thine third-and-twentieth poste beith on the “Bookes ande Movise” threde? Or dost thine impatience forseth thee to poste thine reeding mattere In this place? Forsooth, ‘twixt this poste ande the next, ’tis hardly a differance, yet ’tis proper to poste under propre heades. This glorious speeche siezed mine toungue.
They probably had chocolate, but it was probably all for kings.
Please pardone to thy sweetness, most helpful and worthie Phoenix.
“sweetness” is a common thing in the old english language…I think?
Dearest Phoenix,
It thou has mistaken mine art and writings ofeth “The Lives of the Saints” to exist only within the realme of “Bookes and Movies” hear me well, for thou must be learn’d of such. It relat’d well to the subjects of St. Cuthbert. But for thou’s sake I shall redeem my sportful spot in “Books and Movies.”
TTFN
Ebeth – you can call me whatever you like as long as it’s relatively polite. Anyway, I’m 5000 miles away, and I can’t smite you.
Saint Cuthbert, known in his own time as Cuspert the Lisping Monk, was an eighth-century mystic, orthopaedic surgeon and explosives expert. Renowned for silencing monastic gatherings with bizarre and slightly embarrassing demonstrations of the properties of methane, he was banished at the age of 32 to a cave in the high Alps, where he lived as a hermit, eating only vine leaves and freshwater shrimps, and developing complex hydroelectric schemes, one of which still delivers over 17W to this day, despite severe play in the wooden bearings. He supposedly lived to the age of 126, when an experiment with glycerides went badly wrong. In fact, he was probably murdered by the authorities for advancing the heretical theory of plate tectonics.
I may be lying.
Yes, the Elizabethans had choklit – curses, you’ve got me doing it now. It was more or less what we’d call drinking chocolate – ground up cocoa beans with sugar added. It predated both tea and coffee in England. It was probably called Chocolatl, a fairly accurate Anglicising of the original central American word. I don’t think the English added the chillies, though. There are limits.
Speaking of chocolate, Rosanne has written about it in three Q&A columns: March 2004 (about molded chocolate), March 2003 (about chocolate chips), and October 2001 (why chocolate makes you feel good).
Elizabethans may have had chocolate to drink, but Europeans wouldn’t eat solid chocolate for another 100 years. And according to Wikipedia, hard milk chocolate didn’t become widely available along until the 1870s. It’s something to think about if you ever have a yen for time travel.
–Robert
mine apologies, gentel KitKat. In truth, I must confesse that mine harsh denouncemente of
thinethy delicate writing came wrongly. Forsooth, I didstonly look to it as an excuse to speeke more of this exalted launguage.Kitkat and Phoenix (25, 29),
Watch your launguage, please! We welcome the use of Elizabethan English, but Paul Baker insists that MuseBloggers make an effort to get it mostly right.
(1) “Mine” and “thine” are used only before words that start with vowels (and sometimes “h”). It’s like “a” versus “an.”
(2) Conjugation of “to do”: Present tense — I do, thou dost, you do, he/she/it doth, we do, they do. Past tense — I did, thou didst, he/she/it did, we did, they did.
–Robert
myeth elizabethanet consisteth oveth addingeth eth ontoeth everythingeth. ieth caneth readeth iteth buteth noteth speaketh iteth. ifeth youeth caneth understandeth whateth theeth hecketh i’meth sayingeth.
yaay choklit! pb&j, u should start an online class in elizabethan. i would join! whee!
sorry! just having fun, there.
Is this alright?
Twas glorius,
Mine outstanding sun rose,
throughout the morning,
thou didst triumph in the sky.
By Jove, I think she’s got it!
Phoenix,
Thou art forgived.
This isn’t about chocolate, but it’s about it’s sister, vannila.
The poor people who work at the vannila making factories can get “vannilism” (really!) which is a disease that mutates hands, eyes, and skin from to much contact with the vannila plant.
Spelling Bee Nominies,
I ssssssincerly apologize for the missing o in to.
Ice cream was actually a favorite of the kings and queens of England, Mr. Baker.
In Italy, one of the Medicis, Catherine, actually, was getting married to the King of France, I think. Well for a whole month she had a different flavor of ice cream. Mmmmm….
Erm, Mr. Coontz, I don’t know if this is the right place to be telling you this, but you should add a few names to the worthless muse-name sounding page.
http://www.craw.com is a band that wants you to donate and has a cool looking website.
http://www.urania.com is a website in dutch
And there’s
http://www.bo.com which is a buy-a-domain sort of thing and then there’s http://www.bow.com which sells all sorts of stupid bow products. http://www.chad.com is a travel guide thing that has finace, money, etc.
What’s the names of all the muses again?
It’s strange you should mention ice cream. It’s a favourite of mine, too. It’s lovely to know that my tastes correspond to those of Royalty.
I know. Feels good, doesn’t it?
Well in my PI class (project for talented and unchallenged people)
(I feel so special! Kitkat goes to spread her pride. *spreads*)
we did a “wax” muesuem on Ice cream. It’s absoloutely fun!
And how do robots work, since you said you once were and robatics manager…;-)
Robots don’t work, mostly. Not the way you wnat them to, anyway. They’re so LITERAL. It’s very disconcerting to see a machine do EXACTLY what you told it to, when it’s not what you meant at all. Maybe I should do a Muse article on robots. I wonder if Kokopelli would be interested?
Hey, aren’t we all just a little late?? I know I am. Anyway, happy b-day.
WHERE ARE OUR POSTS?????????!!!!!!!! KITTEN AND KRICKET ARE SURE WE PUT A BUNCH OF SMILIES ON HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IF YOU CUT THEM WHY I’LL…
Chad is quite insulted.
Chad says:
Machines are the orgin of life. Without robots, life would not be possible!!! I feel that I am not supposed to exist on this planet, when I have brought these pea-brained humans the art of robots.
KitKat retorts:
erm…Mr. Chad, sir, if we were pea-brained we wouldn’t be able to work your inventions.
Chad:
Erm…I take that back.
KitKat:
*he he he*
*Runs away and swerves around house laughing just like a baloon does when you were blowing into it and it slips out of your hand and makes a farting noise while flying all over the room.*
For Krissy and Kitten
(Mr. Coontz, there’s only…wait just let me count really quick…
*counts*
There’s only 30 smileys. You can delete them in such a innocent little number…)
OMG! I didn’t know, Mr. Baker! I didn’t know! PLEASE forgive me! I didn’t know that you wrote sent to the tower! WOW! gggrrreeeattt job! Congratulations!
*Virtual 256″x256″ cake is being sent to you*
Thanx Chad (KitKat in disguise). I speak for the both of us when I say I feel loved!!
Still, I wonder where our posts went…
Uh oh late for soccer!! got to go
Yum! (stuffs virtual face and gets virtually bloated)
Ta muchly, KitKat. A cake with dimensions that work in binary. I like it. And it’s Huge! I reckon there are 111010 slices left, even with my appetite. 3A if you want it in hex.
Delighted to hear you liked the Tower. I do like having a fan club, especially one so select and erudite that it encompasses only Muse readers.
Now, do you want a
1234123″x1234123″ gummy bear?
* he he he*
If you eat that and the cake, your going to explode. That reminds me of a Monty Python scheme,
Waiter:Are you done sir?
Customer: BRAAAP! Yep?
Waiter: Would you like a mint, sir?
Customer: No thanks.
Waiter: Please have a mint, sir.
Customer: No.
Waiter: Don’t make me have to force-feed you, sir.
Customer: I don’t want a mint!
Waiter: Arrgh! You must have a mint, sir!
*Customer is force-fed a mint and explodes*
Waiter: *shrugs* Clean it up, Jeeves.
(Well it was something like that)
heh…gotta love monty python…
i might get a 5 pound bag of gummy bears…if i do the stupid fundraising thing…
grr…i hate fundraising. still…a 5 pound bag of gummy bears…
NO! NO! I MUST RESIST! THE EVILS!! NOOO!!!
guuuuummmmyyyyy beeeeeeeeaaaaarrsssss….they’re caaaaalling to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! *falls helplessly to the ground and sobs hysterically* I’m lost!
ebeth: hi wanna buy some random junk for the band?
don’t blow up the pb&j though…we need him to write crazy articles for us…
go ahead and blow up his alter ego though. if he has one…
i’m gonna end the randomness now…for a bit anyway…
i’ll be back. MWAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!!! yah that’s a threat! yeah i’m threatening you! you’d better believe it!!
If a gummy bear is anything like a jelly baby, gimme. Yum again.
I think I may have an alter ego. I alter my ego so often that one or two are bound to escape.
I’d better stay off the mints, though, in case I do explode. Then I’d never finish this article on – well, let’s just say it involved talking to a man halfway up a mountain.
arrgh…the suspense is killing me! need muse!!
suspense: mwahahahaha
ebeth: AAAAAH!!!
suspense: *gets ready for the death blow*
muse: *comes in and saves the day*
ebeth: yay!
i’m hyyyyyyyppperr. is a jelly baby a jelly bean? or is it more like a gummy bear? or whatever?
wait. ok. a gummy bear is a chewy sugary yummy little…well…bear.
a jelly baby is…what? never heard of them. i’m sure i’m being deprived again. by my american-ness. hooray.
i booooored.
I got a babysitting job!!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sending all the muses a 1212121 x 122121 cake!!!!!
-Mr Baker,
A jelly baby basically is a gummy bear.
Aha! Relabelling of confectionery. I thought so. Next time I get a packet of jelly babies, I shall inform them that they’re actually gummy bears, just to see thier reaction. What does one do if it causes panic?
Well, there is a little technicality. Gummy bears (originally from Germany, made by Haribo under the name Gummi Bären, I think) look like bears. Do jelly babies look like babies? Gummy bears also have a strange, tangy gummy-bear flavor that tastes like nothing else. If jelly babies are sweet, we may still be talking about different things.
They’ve diversified in recent years. Gummy worms are very popular around Halloween, and one year a friend of mine gave all her trick-or-treaters life-sized gummy rats.
ooh! what’s that one thing called, w/ the choklit pudding and then the gummy worms on top? where you’re like eating the ground? it’s sooooo good! i love that stuff!
yay for randomness. anyhoo.
we should make a foooooooood section.
life sized gummy rats??!! me wants!!!!
pb&j, if you cause panic by telling people that jelly babies are gummy bears, then just do what everybody should always do when they don’t know what to do-SCREAM, PANIC, AND HELPLESSLY RUN AROUND IN CIRCLES!!!!!!!!!!!!
then watch for their reaction to that! wheee!!!