Comments by sionnach

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  • How is this phrase of benefit to our community?

    I don't feel any particular obligation to answer this question, which is, at face value, a little obnoxious. Does it bother you that I maintain a list of the word- and language-related books that I own, and that I might periodically update this list?

    If I choose to add a comment that links to a review of the book in question at some later point, should I be expected to "justify" that as well?

    This list is useful to me. I find your question to be out of line, though I'm sure you didn't mean to give offense.

    August 5, 2011

  • Ooh. It's Michael Erard. Author of possibly the dullest book I have read in the last five years.

    August 5, 2011

  • bilby

    Jul 31, 2011

    I can't comment on lists or profiles, only words.

    I have the same difficulty. In addition, the ability to view whole swaths of content that were previously accessible has now been taken away. To mention just one example, I can no longer read back through the list of comments that have been left on my profile.

    Over the last six weeks, the most basic functions on the site -- creating lists and adding words to them -- have undergone a significant deterioration. At times it's altogether impossible to add words; if it is possible, the response time has slowed to a glacial pace, so that there is little incentive to add new words.

    Then, as other users have already remarked, the ability to contribute to, or benefit from, what used to be a fairly lively discussion among the site's most committed members has continued to diminish, to the point of being close to impossible at this point. I have no idea whether or not this is the result of a deliberate effort by the site administrators to shut down what they seem to regard as commentary that is extraneous to the site's overall mission. This is partly because I no longer understand what that mission might be. But it's hard to avoid the impression that user comments are no longer valued, given that almost every one of the recent changes has made it harder, not easier, to conduct any kind of meaningful exchange.

    Even the utility of the site as a reference resource has deteriorated since the change from Wordie -- useful links that were previously immediately accessible have been hidden or taken away altogether.

    It's all just a tiny bit soul-crushing, to be honest.

    August 1, 2011

  • Bilby:

    Have you tried looking it up under "Quatsch"? It's a perfectly common word, quite legit, meaning -- as you surmised -- "Rubbish!"

    Here is a link: flubdub and taradiddle

    July 26, 2011

  • Ouch!

    July 26, 2011

  • I have always believed that Daingean Uí Chúis was the proper designation for the capital of Kerry. The link suggests that the current name is actually An Daingean. Also, that not everybody is happy about it.

    July 17, 2011

  • Actually, I think it would have to be "a social event at which people drink cofee".

    July 13, 2011

  • Read all about it in the article here

    July 10, 2011

  • I think we all know the Ring Cycle doesn't exactly end well for all concerned.

    July 1, 2011

  • The most concise word to describe the relationship between Siegmund and Sieglinde in Wagner's Ring Cycle. The offspring of their incestuous coupling is the "hero" Siegfried, who is - perhaps not surprisingly - stupid to a degree that borders on mental retardation.

    Of course, the only "hero" in the entire cycle is Bruennhilde, and not just because of the vocal pyrotechnics that her role demands.

    July 1, 2011

  • Hi biocon:

    I have been enjoying your lists as well. A belated welcome to Wordnik!

    July 1, 2011

  • By alluding to your extensive learning, I was paying you a compliment

    Pretty words, which might be considered extenuating, if they were true . But it is a simple matter to check their patent falsity. They butter no parsnips with me.

    I'm holding on to this fine dollop of umbrage*.

    Smiley-face. LOL

    *: which is, of course, entirely phony. Because it's been a long time since we've had a good marathon of phony umbrage taking

    July 1, 2011

  • I'm taking me some umbrage over a gratuitous drive-by snark by yarb a few days back, where he made a comment along these lines:

    "Wrong, sionnach, and not for the first time, either" (my emphasis).

    Was it really necessary to add that last part, smarty mac yarbles? Huh?

    July 1, 2011

  • I have to disagree, Pro. It would mean "to turn into paté", in a transitive sense. Not intransitively, as your suggestion would imply.

    June 30, 2011

  • y el mayor bien es picante

    There is something syntactically suspect about this "mayor bien" business. Even for a dream quesadilla.

    June 29, 2011

  • I'm with rolig on this one; yarb and reesetee seem misguided in their belief that serial ruthlessness is not an option.

    June 28, 2011

  • Yes. What mollusque wrote is a more precise description of the issue, and what I should have written in the first place. It's an HTML implementation issue, not one of access.

    June 28, 2011

  • This word joins sgriob and qualtagh as being highly likely to be some lexicographer's idea of a practical joke. And paddymelon, of course.

    June 27, 2011

  • The links you provide in your comments don't work.

    June 27, 2011

  • Go away.

    June 27, 2011

  • an Gréasán Domhanda : the world wide web

    June 26, 2011

  • Foxy-Loxy got into a bit of Argy-Bargy with the riff-raff down at the Chilly-Willy skating rink. The upshot is that he had to spend the night dixie-fixie down at the stationhouse.

    June 26, 2011

  • SPAM

    June 26, 2011

  • Any reasonable person must still have some doubt about this word, as all occurrences on the web of the "definition" given below seem to be traceable to the Grandiloquent Dictionary as the only source. It is a valid word in Scots Gaelic, where it can mean anything from a trip to a stroll to a scratch or scrape.

    sgrìob-cheangail is a hyphen (a "connecting scratch")

    Sgrìob Chlann Uisnich is the Milky Way

    Wiktionary suggests that duais-scriob, meaning 'sweepstakes' comes from the word duais, a prize, and scriob meaning 'to sweep'.

    Finally, someone called "muckefuck" over somewhere else on the web suggests, citing a reference called Dwelly:

    There is a Scots-Gaelic word sgrìob which has the basic meaning of "scratch", but can also refer to "Itching of the lip, superstitiously supposed to portend a kiss (sgrìob-pòige), or sgrìob-dìghe (or sgrìob-drama), a dram." So the full expression should be sgrìob-dìghe ("drink-itch") or sgrìob-drama ("dram-itch").

    June 26, 2011

  • Is it related to yakshaving or featherbedding? Is it about a bicycle?

    June 26, 2011

  • Interesting visual!

    June 26, 2011

  • So the paradox seems to be back in action.

    June 26, 2011

  • An excellent word. Though I can imagine the Twitter crowd shortening it to "panxiety".

    A more specific worry is, of course, manxiety, fear of cats without tails.

    June 24, 2011

  • Erin: Thanks for the clarification about using the reverse dictionary. It comes back to me that I used to use the Onelook RD feature in much the same way -- when I couldn't think of the exact word I needed in a pretty well-defined category.

    June 22, 2011

  • Merci, 'zuzu!

    Reynard is back on U.S. soil. Enjoying a day in YOUR NATION'S CAPITAL before heading back to San Francisco for WAGNER WEEK. (Eine ganze Woche vollgestopft mit Wotan, Walkueren, und anderem wagnerischen Ungeziefer)

    June 22, 2011

  • Not that I'm a fan of Strunk and White, the Tweedledum and Tweedledee of eccentric prescriptivism, but their thoughts on reviewerspeak are worth quoting:

    The world of criticism has a modest pouch of special words (luminous, taut), whose only virtue is that they are exceptionally nimble and can escape from the garden of meaning over the wall. Of these critical words, Wolcott Gibbs once wrote: '...they are detached from the language and inflated like little balloons.' The young writer should learn to spot them -- words that at first glance seem freighted with delicious meaning but that soon burst in air, leaving nothing but a memory of bright sound.

    June 21, 2011

  • Putting my weakest books to the wall last night I came across a copy of 'Howards End' and had a look into it. Not good enough. E.M. Forster never gets any further than warming the teapot. He's a rare fine hand at that. Feel this teapot. Is it not beautifully warm? Yes, but there ain't going to be no tea.

    And I can never be perfectly certain whether Helen was got with child by Leonard Bast or by his fatal forgotten umbrella. All things considered, I think it must have been the umbrella.

    June 21, 2011

  • Still trending, that's a relief. But it's gonna be hard to beat "cat".

    June 21, 2011

  • I am reading Proust for the first time. Very poor stuff. I think he was mentally defective

    June 21, 2011

  • Ulysses is the work of a queasy undergraduate scratching his pimples.

    June 21, 2011

  • I don’t think Robert Browning was very good in bed. His wife probably didn’t care for him very much. He snored and had fantasies about twelve-year-old girls.

    June 21, 2011

  • I grow bored in France — and the main reason is that everybody here resembles Voltaire…the king of nincompoops, the prince of the superficial, the anti-artist, the spokesman of janitresses, the Father Gigone of the editors of Siecle.

    June 21, 2011

  • Miss Austen’s novels . . . seem to me vulgar in tone, sterile in artistic invention, imprisoned in the wretched conventions of English society, without genius, wit, or knowledge of the world. Never was life so pinched and narrow. The one problem in the mind of the writer . . . is marriageableness.

    June 21, 2011

  • Reading Don Quixote can be compared to an indefinite visit from your most impossible senior relative, with all his pranks, dirty habits, unstoppable reminiscences, and terrible cronies. When the experience is over, and the old boy checks out at last (on page 846 — the prose wedged tight, with no breaks for dialogue), you will shed tears all right; not tears of relief or regret but tears of pride. You made it, despite all that ‘Don Quixote’ could do.

    June 21, 2011

  • A village explainer. Excellent if you were a village, but if you were not, not.

    June 21, 2011

  • Here are Johnny Keats’ piss-a-bed poetry, and three novels by God knows whom… No more Keats, I entreat: flay him alive; if some of you don’t I must skin him myself: there is no bearing the drivelling idiotism of the Mankin.

    June 21, 2011

  • An idiot child screaming in a hospital.

    June 21, 2011

  • Thanks, zeke. That's very encouraging news. And please know that some of the new features look very promising, and are appreciated. And when we whine, it is out of misplaced zeal. Because we love wordnik. (At least I do).

    So ruzuzu can have her tweets, and yarb & I can live in an impoverished tweet-free world. yeah!

    June 21, 2011

  • I think I've probably said enough about the vile tweets. But for the record, I'm with yarb. Not a fan of the images either. If I were looking for images, I'd go to google image, or to Flickr. (If I were looking for tweets, I could, Lord knows, subscribe to Twitter). When I come to Wordnik, I'm not really looking for either.

    On a more positive note, I am very much enjoying the 'hypernyms' and 'words used in a similar context' features. Still not so sure about the 'reverse dictionary' -- it seems as if it should be useful, but I'm not sure I understand how.

    June 20, 2011

  • blaghhh . -__- twitter isn't updating my timeline

    This kind of thing needs to stop showing up on the comment page. PLEASE MAKE IT STOP.

    June 20, 2011

  • You know, the lower case 'b's don't look too hot either in that font.

    dontcry: You can expand the comment box, you just have to go to the bottom right hand corner and drag diagonally. It's just a pain in the butt to have to keep doing it.

    June 20, 2011

  • Excuse me, 'zuzu, but I beg to differ. Your argument is akin to saying "having bowel cancer isn't really all that bad, because at least the cancerous lesions aren't visible". The remainder of your argument is, of course, obviously facetious.

    June 20, 2011

  • Wonders what the hell is wrong with the lower case t in the font used in the text describing my list...

    Thank you!! I was beginning to think I was the only one bothered by this.

    In some other manifestation of the new interface, the lowercase 'g's are buggy too. And why isn't this comment box expanding automatically - I have to go drag on the corner myself. Sigh.

    The "blockquote" html code appears not to have worked just now, assuming I invoked it correctly, which I think I did. Sigh.

    on edit: the blockquote shows up properly on the main Community pageview, just not on this particular page.

    June 20, 2011

  • Appears in the title of Tamino's aria in "The Magic Flute" : Das Bildnis ist bezaubernd schön

    (I would like to express my parenthetical disgust at being accosted by semi-pornographic German tweets, during the writing of this comment)

    NO TO TWEETS ON THE COMMENTS PAGE

    June 20, 2011

  • Your postcard from Paris is winging its way toward you even as I type these words.

    Myself, I'll be winging my way back to the U.S. tomorrow, stopping off in DC, then on to SF on Thursday.

    June 20, 2011

  • Every time I read ‘Pride and Prejudice,’ I want to dig her up and hit her over the skull with her own shin-bone.

    June 20, 2011

  • He’s a full-fledged housewife from Kansas with all the prejudices.

    June 20, 2011

  • As to Hemingway, I read him for the first time in the early ‘forties, something about bells, balls and bulls, and loathed it.

    June 20, 2011

  • Dostoevsky’s lack of taste, his monotonous dealings with persons suffering with pre-Freudian complexes, the way he has of wallowing in the tragic misadventures of human dignity — all this is difficult to admire.

    June 20, 2011

  • A hyena that wrote poetry on tombs.

    June 20, 2011

  • like a large shaggy dog just unchained scouring the beaches of the world and baying at the moon.

    June 20, 2011

  • A great cow full of ink.

    June 20, 2011

  • I agree with bilby's earlier comment, that the Feedback page is quite difficult for an uninitiated user to find. Come to think of it, I pretty much agree with all of bilby's recent comments about the new interface. (This worries me, at some level.)

    It's hard to avoid the conclusion that development of the new interface was done in a way that didn't give high priority to the wishes of the users. This is a bit disappointing, as one would hope that the administrators of a site as wonderful as this one might have learned that failure to take adequate account of a site's most faithful users' wishes is never a good idea.

    I wish I weren't quite so negative about this change. But every time I look at the ridiculous tweets on, for instance, the page for ATM machine, I just get irritated all over again.

    June 20, 2011

  • Very interesting article - thanks for the link, Erin!

    June 19, 2011

  • Something weird happens to the way lower-case 't' is displayed for the particular font chosen for the new display.

    June 18, 2011

  • I'm writing separate comments here, as some are technical glitches and some, like this one, are more along the lines of an emotional/aesthetic reaction to the new interface. I think I understand the thinking behind mixing everything out there related to a given word on the same page, and some of the new features, such as synonyms and related words, seem undeniably useful. However, the same cannot really be said for the "examples", and the "tweets" not only add no value, they take up valuable space, and tend in general to be illiterate, often obscene, mindless and incredibly annoying.

    To me, the most interesting content related to a given word or expression has always been the comments of regular users of the site -- what one saw in the old system if one hit the "Comments" button. If possible, I think it would be highly desirable to reinstate the ability to view only the content of one's choice, whether it be comments, definitions, images, or even - God forbid - tweets. With the current display, which tries to include everything, the interesting material is drowned out by "content" that is often worse than useless.

    Thanks. I do appreciate all the work it must have taken to smarten up the interface. Obviously, this is just my reaction - I have no way of knowing how other regular users feel about the changes.

    June 18, 2011

  • There are aspects of the new interface that still require some working out. For instance, in the page that now constitutes the main viewing page for any given word or expression, I am invited to add the word in question to any of my most recent lists, or if that is insufficient, "to view all of my 50 lists". But I have more than 50 lists. It's not that I can't get at them; they are accessible from my profile page. But it used to be a simple matter to add words to any list; now, if that list is not among one's most recent 50 lists, it is distinctly more difficult.

    June 18, 2011

  • Apparently the designers of the new interface think I enjoy reading illiterate, obscene, xenophobic tweets about as much as I enjoy reading comments from other Wordnik users. This is not the case.

    Please do not put user comments and tweets on the same page. It is not an improvement. Perhaps the thought might have crossed your minds that some of us log into Wordnik as a way of getting away from the drivel that permeates the rest of the web. Now you're forcing us to look at the drivel anyway.

    June 18, 2011

  • Grauballe Man (a poem by Seamus Heaney)

    June 17, 2011

  • glimmer man

    grauballe man (a bog-buddy of tollund man)

    June 17, 2011

  • What a most excellent list.

    June 17, 2011

  • Seconded!

    June 17, 2011

  • Tee-hee! Maybe I "improved" the Vogons' effort ....

    June 17, 2011

  • ATM comments

    June 17, 2011

  • What is Wikipedia smoking?

    June 17, 2011

  • Hmmm. One senses a lack of imagination on the Vogons' part:

    See, see the moist sky

    Marvel at its big turquoise depths.

    Tell me, Ruzuzu, do you

    Wonder why the charging baby tapir ignores you?

    Why its foobly stare

    makes you feel stultifying.

    I can tell you, it is

    Worried by your iroquoisy facial growth

    That looks like

    A glurgebucket.

    What's more, it knows

    Your purulent potting shed

    Smells of broccolini.

    Everything under the big moist sky

    Asks why, why do you even bother?

    You only charm lickspigots.

    June 17, 2011

  • Apparently the Cent. Dict. predates "South Park".

    June 17, 2011

  • Excellent, Monsieur big-ears !

    June 16, 2011

  • Once again, Doctor Jamieson leads us straight down the lexicological garden path into the filthy bog at the end, like the malign etymological will-o-the-wisp that he is. Is there no end to this demon's twisted fiendish malevolence?

    hauf and snake has two distinct meanings in the lowlands dialect:

    1. a variant of "haufin' snake" (sample usage - "When that young feyboy Billy Elliott was out there prancing around in them tights o' his, sure there was a line of wee lassies strainin' their necks just to get a glimpse of his haufin' snake").

    2. a variant spelling of "hoff and sneak", meaning to scoff and run, or leave an eating establishment without paying the bill.

    June 16, 2011

  • See omphalorrhea.

    June 15, 2011

  • See allantiasis.

    June 15, 2011

  • See nephroblastomatosis.

    June 15, 2011

  • See pyosalpingitis.

    June 15, 2011

  • See pyalgia.

    June 15, 2011

  • pus-na-whealies

    Usage: Bridget has taken to her bed with a bad case of the pus-na-whealies.

    June 15, 2011

  • also known as the haggis-grumlins. Do I need to give the source? I think not.

    June 15, 2011

  • kiddley-winks in the Scots dialect.

    June 15, 2011

  • What the Scots refer to as the arse-futtocks. (Doctor Jamieson's dictionary of highland ailments)

    June 15, 2011

  • What Doctor Jamieson refers to as the growkie-leakie.

    June 15, 2011

  • Would it be possible to do some kind of dynamic linking between Doctor Jamieson and the medical dictionary you are apparently currently browsing. For instance, it would be really fun to hear Doctor Jamieson's words for pyemesis and omphalorrhea? Or ... ponders ... maybe we could just make them up ourselves.

    June 15, 2011

  • Do flophouse and clingstone really meet the criteria?

    June 15, 2011

  • dotheboys, as in Dotheboys Hall is a near-miss for this list, I fear. Not sure about do-nothing, as in Truman's "do-nothing congress". The German word for nitrogen, Stickstoff, (chokestuff, or chokematerial) would be a nice addition, if foreign words were accepted. Actually, scratch that last one, as 'stuff' is not a direct object in the term.

    June 15, 2011

  • It will come as no surprise to anybody that there is a metal band with this name.

    June 15, 2011

  • You know, for once, I'm glad that Flickr says "no images found".

    Though, of course, this is still nowhere in the same league as copremesis.

    June 15, 2011

  • Then my work here is done.

    *Scampers off to besmirch yet another Wordnik page*

    June 15, 2011

  • It is simply impossible to "grow a pair" at the sudden and vociferous behest of others.

    This seems like an unassailable proposition. One could, however, make the superficially plausible case that a truly vociferous behest might have some effect on the cremaster muscle, resulting in the rapid descent of "a pair", which might be confused with "growing" a pair. This is not the case. Further investigation reveals that the resulting cremasteric response is more likely to be one of contraction:

    Contraction can also occur during moments of extreme fear, possibly to help avoid injuring the testes while dealing with a fight or flight situation.

    Where's Matthew Barney when you need him?

    The final sentence of hh's comment is frankly baffling. Speaking personally, I have never been tempted to confuse neutropenia and anorchism.

    June 15, 2011

  • Meanwhile, over on Twitter:

    woe_cerri: I hate when people Peirce themselve it looks gross (Wed, Jun 15)

    June 15, 2011

  • Wow. These words have the same structure as those on my bonebreakers and mother-in-law killers list.

    June 15, 2011

  • Nique Ta Mere, a legendary French rap group, whose name translates as "F*** Your Mother".

    June 15, 2011

  • I'm betting that not many people with red-green color blindness become vexillologists.

    The flag of Chile makes a clear choice in favor of red.

    June 15, 2011

  • I was compelled to favorite this.

    June 14, 2011

  • It was the German aversion to N-glands that precipitated WWI.

    *Hums softly:

    "Denn wir fahren, denn wir fa-ah-ren.

    Denn wir fahren gegen N-gland"*

    June 14, 2011

  • pickles de mini maïs (see saint pierre)

    June 14, 2011

  • John Dory.

    For a delicious recipe for dos de Saint Pierre rôti, pickles de mini maïs by the charming Sébastien Buecher, see this video link

    June 14, 2011

  • as seen here (now with extra-delightful flashing Eiffel Tower special effects)

    June 14, 2011

  • I'm sure Leopold Bloom would have loved this.

    June 14, 2011

  • I hear her cassoulet is also to die for.

    June 14, 2011

  • Ooh! I love "The Highwayman"!

    June 14, 2011

  • Must not add tories to this list.

    Must not add tories to this list.

    Must not add ...

    June 14, 2011

  • Hmmm. Bridge trolls can be annoying, as can obtuse bridge players. But they don't fit on this list. But, since I'm in France, where anal insertion is the preferred mode of drug delivery, maybe I can add suppositories. Yes, that's the ticket!

    June 14, 2011

  • gonternickles!

    June 14, 2011

  • Doctor J. was clearly a little fifish when he wrote this "definition". Other terms come to mind, but their grossness precludes their inclusion here, on a fambly website.

    June 13, 2011

  • 'zuzu: I'm sorry to hear about your grandmother's death. Your last comment below reminded me of this wonderful poem I came across, shortly after my own mother had died of cancer. I think the link below should still work (it's to a Word document, with the text of the poem, on my website). Mary Jo Salter, the author, is one of my favorite American poets (her husband, Brad Leithauser, is also a poet, and a fiction writer). I hope that the link works, and that you like the poem. It was first published in "The New Republic", probably around 1986.

    Dead Letters

    June 13, 2011

  • Oh, come on. Doctor J. is quite clearly just MAKING STUFF UP.

    June 13, 2011

  • This brings back memories of my mother singing "My Lagan Love". You Tube version (not by sionnach's mother, but worthy of your consideration, nonetheless) .

    June 13, 2011

  • Were you looking for a sexually transmit disease with a mortality rate of 100 percent?

    No, not particularly.

    June 13, 2011

  • There ought to be a list.

    *Rummages through early part of list o' lists*

    Oh wait, there already is!

    June 13, 2011

  • Spices, marky? I do believe all those nuts are addling your brain.

    We must restore the dignity of this list!

    June 13, 2011

  • Both of my grandmothers had postcard collections. I'm working on own collection.

    This sentence is also true for our family, if you replace the word "postcard" with the word "grudge".

    June 12, 2011

  • The Santa Fox assures me, his Parisian representative, that he is honored to be on this list. Indeed, he is deeply honored. He is currently a wee bit exhausted, having spent far too much of the night out dancing with the sweet tooth fairies, and some of their less reputable brethren.

    By an amazing twist of fate, tomorrow and Tuesday turn out to be two of the four days a year that the Santa Fox sets aside for such "old media" activities as "sending postcards to friends". By today's loose definition of "friend"ship, pretty much everyone on Wordnik is my friend and eligible to receive a lovely postcard from Paris. Some of you even met the older, more demanding, criteria for friendship, in my humble opinion. You know who you are.

    Anyway, if anyone wants to receive a lovely Paris postcard from the Santa Fox (which could be worth millions to your children after his demise), all that is required is to send him the necessary information* care of my e-mail address on gmail. This takes the form myfirstnamemymiddleinitialmylastname followed by the usual gmaildotcom ending. My middle name is Michael.

    *: this would be your name, your address, and whether or not you would like your lovely postcard to include the Eiffel Tower. Feel free to send me a private message on Facebook with the information, if you prefer, but given Facebook's general laxness about privacy, gmail might be the better option.

    June 12, 2011

  • Have *you* been to Schokland, milos?

    June 12, 2011

  • How true, how true! And many of them carry that distinctive cabbagey smell around with them for ever. That's why we always keep a landscape goat grazing in our yard, to remain vigilant at all times.

    June 12, 2011

  • mummifying chickens

    June 12, 2011

  • And the foremost troubadour in this genre would be Donny!

    June 12, 2011

  • They say that Saint Peter

    Was a very big eater.

    He founded the Vatican,

    To have a seat for his fatty can.

    June 12, 2011

  • Ignatius Loyola

    Was a bit of an a**hole, a

    s are most Jesuit priests.

    Frankly, they're beasts!

    June 12, 2011

  • Joan of Arc

    Was afraid of the dark

    So they lit a big fire

    On her funeral pyre.

    June 12, 2011

  • Incredible that no one has listed this already!!

    June 12, 2011

  • as opposed to, e.g. "dew drop inn", which I'm sure must exist as a romantic getaway in the Poconos, replete with heart-shaped hot tubs

    June 12, 2011

  • A well-known Christmas hymn.

    June 11, 2011

  • played by Keith Richards, of course.

    June 11, 2011

  • Very high-grade product.

    June 11, 2011

  • Go to bed, foxy!

    June 11, 2011

  • Saint Francis of Assisi

    used to get downright pissy

    whenever his friends

    called him a sissy.

    Oh, fine. It's not a clerihew. Try this instead.

    Saint Francis of Assisi

    Would get downright pissy

    If he caught an Italian

    Being mean to a stallion.

    June 11, 2011

  • not so tasty

    June 11, 2011

  • My word, but they're tasty, eh?

    June 11, 2011

  • A very dubious financial institution.

    Not to be confused with the Mountie Bank of Canada.

    June 11, 2011

  • Every landscape should have one, to go with the goat.

    June 11, 2011

  • Every landscape should have one.

    June 11, 2011

  • Aesop updated.

    June 11, 2011

  • it's all that rich French food...

    June 11, 2011

  • Indeed, limbo was cut out of church doctrine a few years back.

    June 11, 2011

  • This is very clever, given the meaning of agelast.

    June 11, 2011

  • I'd go see this. She could splash in the fountain in Central Park, together with the Friends cast!

    June 11, 2011

  • I dunno. This is almost a real STF. It has a certain pleasing logic to it.

    June 11, 2011

  • or possibly, "Sir Galahad a little lambskin condom on when he rescued the Hoover damsel in distress"; though I think that constitutes more of a stream-of-consciousness fairy.

    June 11, 2011

  • Well, they have jello-wrestling at the south pole; think of this as the boreal counterpart. To quote bilby:

    We could put it in the Winter Olympics

    June 11, 2011

  • Well, the dreaded lamb of Tartary seems to have killed off everyone else on Wordie. It's awfully quiet around here today.

    Or as yarb would put it;

    awfully quiet

    June 11, 2011

  • The 19th century French painter Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres's well-known passion for playing the violin gave to the French language a colloquialism, "violon d'Ingres", meaning a second skill beyond the one by which a person is mainly known. The American avant-garde artist Man Ray used this expression as the title of a famous photograph portraying Alice Prin (aka Kiki de Montparnasse) in the pose of the Valpinçon Bather.

    le violon d'Ingres

    June 11, 2011

  • filthy SPAMMER!

    June 11, 2011

  • Very cool! Thanks, Teresa.

    June 11, 2011

  • That's lovely, blaff.

    I think there's sufficient overlap between Scythia and the former U.S.S.R. to support the notion of the barometz falling into the Slav sphere of influence.

    *Hears munching sound in the background. Looks around nervously.*

    June 11, 2011

  • Thanks, rol'. Your approval is always welcome!

    June 11, 2011

  • It's my list. I can break the rules if I want to.

    June 11, 2011

  • Raoulia is a genus of flowering alpine plants in the daisy family that exhibit very fine and dense growths. These compact growths form large amorphous cushion-like masses with only the growing tips visible. Due to their shape and form, the plant clusters resembles sheep from afar, this giving them their alternate name, vegetable sheep.

    June 10, 2011

  • How about raoulia?

    June 10, 2011

  • Aieee!!! Flee the evil baromets!! Flee! Flee!

    (Or, if you prefer, the evil barometz)

    June 10, 2011

  • From pickle switches to cornballs to cucumber in condoms, there seems to be an over-representation of vegetables on the 'most-commented' list. It's a veritable cornucopia of veggie goodness, I tell you.

    Could we have some poultry on this list, please?

    Signed, Foxy.

    June 10, 2011

  • Is yarb using some special kind of "whisper font"?

    *Is jealous, because I have no idea how to do that*

    June 10, 2011

  • I'd erect a sculpture of a pumpkin, vomiting with dignity.

    June 10, 2011

  • Oh, yeah, right. The majestic pumpkin:

    seen here in one of its extraordinarily dignified moments.

    June 10, 2011

  • Glad you enjoyed it, rolig. I got to visit the Hermitage in the summer of 1978 -- it is indeed a special place. At the time, only some fantastically low percentage of the paintings they had were on display (something like 5 to 10%); I wonder if that has changed now, or what their rotation schedule might be.

    June 10, 2011

  • Blafferty: I have two little rants on the cremains page which may help clarify why I think cranberries are evil.

    June 10, 2011

  • Myrrh, frankincense, and

    SPAM: the gifts of two wise men

    and one complete fool.

    June 10, 2011

  • Always insist on a sheathed cuke.

    Surely this is a typo for 'heatshed cuke'; though where I live we call heatsheds 'greenhouses'.

    If beets are so goddamned dignified, why do they blush constantly like giggling hormonal teenagers? Plus, have you ever read "The Beet Queen"? A book chocked to its little bookish gills with lascivious behavior.

    My money is on the kohlrabi, because men of the Torah are always dignified, even those who work in kohlmines.

    June 10, 2011

  • pigeons do this

    June 9, 2011

  • That's just your barcoo disease talking, mister!

    June 9, 2011

  • Not to be confused with barcode disease, an occupational malady suffered by supermarket checkout workers.

    June 9, 2011

  • Dear God. Whatever could this be? Wikipedia to the rescue:

    It is characterised by nausea and vomiting exacerbated by the sight or smell of food and, unlike the usual gastro-intestinal infections, by constipation rather than diarrhoea. Fever and myalgia are also symptoms. Severe cases develop inanition and even death.

    It is postulated that the disease is due to ingestion of cyanobacterial (blue-green algal) toxins, in particular cylindrospermopsin, a toxin from Cylindrospermopsis raciborskii and other cyanobacteria, which is a hepatotoxin.

    Inanition: not a good thing, apparently. Also, apparently only Australians get barcoo disease.

    bilby, are you there? Not feeling any symptoms of inanition, I hope?

    June 9, 2011

  • This opens a whole Pandora's box of questions, not the least of which is "Which vegetable is most dignified?". And is this ranking invariant, or does it change with the times? Vegetable popularity does - witness the recent Irish infatuation with mangetout, which duly ran its course, only to be replaced by rocket lettuce, aka arugula.

    June 9, 2011

  • sly as a fox

    June 9, 2011

  • But who would affix the tag "false friend" to a puddy-tat? Spiteful bastards, that's who.

    June 9, 2011

  • Yes, indeed. An underrated and very funny writer:

    sionnach's review of "How to Live"

    June 9, 2011

  • Mister Sleech was out sleeching the sleech

    When he let out a terrible screech

    Cuz from out of the dregs

    Stuck to each of his legs

    Was a beastie that looked like a leech!

    June 9, 2011

  • No rotten eggs on this list!

    If eggs had legs, would they wear L'eggs?

    Leggo my eggo!

    June 9, 2011

  • Roseate pork slab

    How you quiver on my spork!

    Radiant light, gelled.

    June 9, 2011

  • I hear the SPAM ball

    It bounces, porqua, porqua

    A haiku of spring.

    June 9, 2011

  • Definitely spam.

    Does SPAM contain tongues?

    When you eat it, does it taste

    you as you taste it?

    June 9, 2011

  • Read this in a font with bad kerning and it sounds like the start of a well-known Christmas carol.

    June 8, 2011

  • "though" is from my list of words that get even better when you add a 't' to them.

    Add a t to the keystone state and you get tPA, a potentially lifesaving thrombolytic drug. Or an airport in Florida.

    Airport, in contrast, is not improved by adding another t, but adding an 'h' might have some potential.

    I's ime for me o go o bed.

    June 8, 2011

  • The victim asked, "Why are you carrying a weasel?" Police said the attacker answered, "It's not a weasel, it's a marten," then punched him in the nose and fled.

    (See comments under marten; thanks to swordnik)

    June 8, 2011

  • I though IPA was a kind of beer.

    June 8, 2011

  • Speaking of cranberries, they seem to me to be the DSK of the orchard. One imagines the scenes of dismay down in Fruitville when the cranberries move into the neighborhood, with each of the other fruits nervously anticipating the inevitable rape scenario under which they will be forced to submit to the voracious sexual appetites of some marauding band of cranberries, to produce, in due course, some appalling bastard hybrid, the juice of which will inevitably end up taking up space on our supermarket shelves.

    Ask any apple or raisin. They can tell you what it's like. Grapes and peaches too. It's like post-war Berlin down in the fruit groves, I tell you. Nobody is safe from the rapacious cranberry clan.

    June 8, 2011

  • AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEE!

    This hurts my eyes, and gives me a vile earworm of someone closely resembling the Church Lady enunciating this heinous blot on the linguistic landscape with mincing smugness.

    I am not a person who favors the outlawing of any form of speech, but if I were, this would be top of my list. Right up there with cremains.

    June 8, 2011

  • Whipping Cats Special 100th Post, now with video!

    cancerous moth

    Don't miss the final 20 seconds of the 3-minute video, as the soul of Siegfried, decked out in his best ABBA outfit, crawls up the Venetian blinds like a cancerous moth ! No wonder the producer was roundly booed when he appeared on stage at the end.

    June 8, 2011

  • My favorite excerpt from this whole fracas has to be:

    "Yes, yes, soft cheeses, of course. We're not monsters! "

    That is pure Wordnik gold, right there, folks!

    June 8, 2011

  • I know that bilbies can be a little annoying at times, but boiling them seems a little excessive.

    *Wonders if the downunda version of "Fatal Attraction" was modified to have Glenn (Sheila) Close boil a bilby instead of a bunny. After all, bunnies are considered a nuisance down there, so boiling a bunny would be considered a public service*

    "That Sheila's a bit wacko, eh Bruce?

    Yeah, she's a right bilby-boiler, Bruce."

    (Typical conversation overheard during a smoko)

    June 8, 2011

  • Oh dear God. This is the BEST PAGE EVER!!!

    June 7, 2011

  • Was DSK studying the handbook from which this list is derived?

    June 7, 2011

  • Thank you, rolig!

    June 7, 2011

  • Speaking of literary phrases, some possibilities might be "madding crowd", "budding grove", "darkling plain". But these strike me as being a bit too literary to be considered of general interest. Besides which, open up the list in that way, next thing you know, half of Shakespeare will have elbowed its way in.

    June 7, 2011

  • What does this mean, in a figurative sense?

    June 7, 2011

  • Even after bouncing around over on Wiktionary, I'm not entirely sure I understand this term correctly. There is a lack of examples. Would writing "coff" for "cough" be considered an example of "eye dialect".

    *Coffs nervously, feeling stewpid, hoping that someone will provide further clarification*

    June 7, 2011

  • The comment feature on my Whipping Cats blog should now be fixed, so that there should no longer be any difficulty in posting comments. Please let me know (e.g. by sending me a message here, or by e-mail) if you encounter problems.

    Even anonymous marsupials should be able to comment.

    June 7, 2011

  • This seems to be stretching the rules of proof just a little bit, Pro. The only thing that your link establishes is that you have placed it on your prime numbers in songs list, which seems like a classic example of affirming the consequent.

    Or did I miss the part where you explained how "apparently" appeared in your recent post? Personal charm is not a substitute for solid substantiating evidence, Professore.

    Note that I am not questioning the validity of your conclusion, just your method of argument. :-)

    June 7, 2011

  • I think this probably should read Weissnichtwo, assuming the reference is to Carlyle's work. It is literally translatable from German as "don't know where". Apparently Walter Scott also wrote something along these lines about a place called Kennaquhair, though that sounds more like a location in a Stephen King work.

    June 7, 2011

  • I don't dislike ampersands, because they remind me of the treble clef sign, which I loved as a child.

    "This is Mrs Treble, with her tightly folded skirt."

    "This is Mr Bass, with two buttons on his shirt."

    June 7, 2011

  • Does this mean melittology is a sub-specialty of apiology? The latter sounds like an excuse made by a penitent primate.

    June 7, 2011

  • Red mercury bejeweled for palm-Their toil and loaded jounce too so they from the feast that

    June 7, 2011

  • In a vertical shaft the valley lowlands How heard except the roar land.

    June 7, 2011

  • "The Ball-lad of Reading Goal" is one of my favorite peoms.

    June 6, 2011

  • I have come across groaning board many times in my reading, so I concur with rolig.

    (It's generally wise to concur with rolig, in my experience)

    June 6, 2011

  • You know, I don't really care what Jack and Stephen get up to in the bath -- they can amuse themselves by farting in the bathwater and attempting to bite the bubbles, as far as I'm concerned.

    But I am horrified by the type of writing exemplified by Jack's ridiculous question, which makes no sense at all, at any level, real or metaphoric.

    I will don my pointy pedant-hat to make two points:

    1. the word is "sleave", not "sleeve" (sleave = a woven or threaded skein of yarn)

    2. "sore labour's bath" is a reference to sleep, so the conjunction 'and' makes no sense, unless they plan to attempt the D minor double sonata in their sleep. Is Stephen agreeing to a little night music, or to getting some beauty rest? *

    I call shenanigans on Mr O' Brian's faux-erudition. If he wants to lard his writing with Shakespearean references, he should take the trouble to get them right.

    *: OK, granted that Jack might be proposing a little night music, followed by 40 winks, but given O' Brian's propagation of the 'sleeve' error, I'm inclined to think it's just another example of sloppy writing.

    June 6, 2011

  • I have spent at least 5 fruitless minutes now debating whether or not Siamese twins belong on this list.

    June 5, 2011

  • Thanks, Bill B. I'm hoping to come back here in the autumn because, indeed, there is something about Paris that lifts my foxy spirits. Plus, I love learning French, which is a step above Thpanish in difficulty. But I intend to subdue it and bend it to my will. Because until that is done I can't move on to Italian.

    I would post this on your profile, but you are invisible to us all here in the material world. Do marsupials ever leave the DUMPP (down-under marsupial protection program)?

    June 5, 2011

  • Ahem! First chained bear has taken to calling me "big ears' over on Facebook; now reesetee appears to be confusing me with bilby.

    I am not a marsupial. Sure, I've fantasized about it a little, even dabbled in marsupialism in my wild college years. But I would like to assure all of my fans, on either side of the placental divide, that this fox is 100% placental*. Those "birthers" who argue to the contrary are shapeshifting eco-terrorists, in the pay of big agribusiness.

    *: physical evidence is, naturally, difficult to produce as, in accordance with the best prevailing vulpine midwifery practices at the time, my mother ate it in a delicious casserole.

    June 5, 2011

  • Rupssia as a nation was a direct result of the rupssia of the U.S.S.R.

    June 5, 2011

  • It is more common (and more useful) to add comments pertaining to individual words on a list to the words themselves (just click where it says 'x comments', next to the word).

    Thanks!

    June 5, 2011

  • I am guessing that if this spelling were given in the final round of the spelling bee, it would be an automatic FAIL. Surely the word you are looking for is volkerwanderung?

    June 5, 2011

  • Existence is not something which lets itself be thought of from a distance: it must invade you suddenly, master you, weigh heavily on your heart like a great motionless beast --- or else there is nothing more at all.

    Jean-Paul Sartre, "Nausea"

    June 5, 2011

  • During the last century a famous controversy took place between Charles Kingsley and Cardinal Newman. It began by Kingsley suggesting that truth did not possess the highest value for a Roman Catholic priest; that some things were prized above truth. Newman protested that such a remark made it impossible for an opponent to state his case. How could Newman prove to Kingsley that he did have more regard for truth than for anything else, if Kingsley argued from the premiss that he did not? It is not merely a question of two persons entertaining contradictory opinions. It is subtler than that. To put it baldly, Newman would be logically 'hamstrung.' Any argument he might use to prove that he did entertain a high regard for truth was automatically ruled out by Kingsley's hypothesis that he did not. Newman coined the expression poisoning the wells for such unfair tactics...The phrase poisoning the wells exactly hits off the difficulty. If the well is poisoned, no water drawn from it can be used. If a case is so stated that contrary evidence is automatically precluded, no arguments against it can be used.

    June 5, 2011

  • the pigs into which Jesus cast the demons that had possessed a madman, and which as a result ran down a steep cliff into the sea and were killed; from this, gadarene means involving or engaged in a headlong or potentially disastrous rush to do something.

    June 5, 2011

  • There is no such word as coachella.

    What did Cinderella go to the ball in, then? A pumpkin?

    Oh, wait. Never mind. :-)

    Interesting. Thanks, Thetan!

    June 5, 2011

  • Try using cooter muffaloon to get there!

    June 4, 2011

  • Well, this must certainly get on the 'trending words' list, for sure!!

    *Cackles foxily*

    June 4, 2011

  • Browsing the 'can' page of the dictionary, are we, r-t?

    June 4, 2011

  • French word for politician

    June 4, 2011

  • Is there any other kind?

    June 4, 2011

  • I don't think tea chest belongs on this list, at least not the way I understand this list. I don't know whether such set phrases as "flotsam and jetsam" belong or not. Then there are phrases like lily-livered poltroon, which might just be natural juxtapositions in my head, but not in anyone else's. :-)

    This list seems to have some partial overlap in its intent with my own "amber words" list.

    June 4, 2011

  • Hint to blafferty - try looking at the definition page. It may be effortful, but I'm sure you can manage it, by hook or by crook.

    *pedum-tshhh

    June 4, 2011

  • You can sit in your own place and have the fun.

    This sounds like an incitation to immoral behavior to me. Not to mention, SPAM!

    June 4, 2011

  • Siegfried's death scene, in the Opera Bastille's production of Götterdämmerung.

    June 4, 2011

  • I'd favor rolig's first hypothesis, if only on the basis that Spanish engages in this kind of metathesis all the time, e.g. milagro for miracle, or - my personal favorite - regaliz for "licorice".

    June 4, 2011

  • Elizabeth loved Mr Darcy

    I trust you are with me so far, see

    The whole of the plot

    Is to get to the spot

    Where he loves her too. Arsy-farcy.

    June 3, 2011

  • Now, if you just add this to the "things that get way more fun when you add a "G" to them" list, you'd have yourself a grump and coke.

    June 3, 2011

  • Why don't humans drink swine milk?

    Duh, delicious bacon!

    June 3, 2011

  • Though we tend to associate swine with impossibility, "when pigs fly", cows tend to feature more prominently in this context in other cultures: "when cows fly", "at Easter of the horses and at the wedding of the cows", "when the cow coughs".

    French also is quite fond of cows when it comes to expressions, e.g. "La vache !" (Dammit!); "vachement" as an adverbial intensifier, etc. An interesting discussion of this phenomenon is found here .

    June 3, 2011

  • Personally, I agree with she/her on this one; pastiche has too many inescapable pejorative connotations for me ever to consider it a positive designation. Instead of hodge-podge, how about salmagundi? Or the ever-pleasing gallimaufry?

    June 3, 2011

  • Do you think the Hogwarts sorting-hat had to spend time in the sizing-kettle?

    (Why does that sound vaguely dirty?)

    June 2, 2011

  • See jello-wrestling at the south pole.

    June 2, 2011

  • as seen here

    *Secretly hopes this may be adopted as a 'trending word', like jelly shoes*

    June 2, 2011

  • Synonym for peavey?

    Antonym for can dog, a particularly aggressive political campaign manager?

    June 2, 2011

  • Doctor J. had a servant, Mick Muckle

    A name, you'll agree, worth a chuckle

    When Hyde was a dick

    It was all up to Mick

    I can't finish this - who the f###'ll?

    June 2, 2011

  • You have to feel bad for Doc Jeckle

    As a youth he was covered with freckles

    Meanwhile, growing insyde

    was the mean Mister Hyde

    who was anything but eckle-feckle.

    June 2, 2011

  • Deep in the mines of Moria, it's the subterranean worm from hell!

    June 2, 2011

  • One might be tempted to argue that Doctor Jeckle was the eckle-feckle counterpart of Mister Hyde.

    June 2, 2011

  • A stick ignited at one end, and foolishly given as a plaything to a child.

    That might depend on the particular child, no?

    June 2, 2011

  • Maybe we should arrange a play-date. Might be kind of noisy, though.

    June 2, 2011

  • Please note that the corresponding meleagrine term is plump butterball.

    June 1, 2011

  • Lord Voldemort's a bit of a swine.

    In fact you could say he's porcine.

    He made all of the muggles'

    cows come down with cruggles.

    Bessy now looks like a porcupine.

    June 1, 2011

  • "This coffee is very inspid", said Vlad, "c'est le pipi du chat".

    June 1, 2011

  • I wrote a book this morning, and I'll probably write another one after dinner.

    Oh, sorry. I meant a paragraph.

    Oops! Make that a sentence.

    Word.

    @

    Cede the language to the pea-brained and we can all just go quietly extinct.

    June 1, 2011

  • I call my herald-duck Gabriel.

    June 1, 2011

  • Wouldn't it be more effective to shout "Giant Pterodactyl Alert!!"?

    June 1, 2011

  • One wonders why 'horrid'and 'fervid' (and 'squalid' and 'torpid', to some extent) took another path in the etymological forest.

    And what about this sentence: "The unusual degree of cuspidity of Dogboy's canines gave him a particularly lupine cast"?

    June 1, 2011

  • This is a word? Rilly?

    June 1, 2011

  • How Mr Gooding takes his coffee makes no nevermind to me.

    June 1, 2011

  • *horkety-hork*

    June 1, 2011

  • National bilby day, the day of the jackal, day of the locust; even the dead have their day. Why no day of the fox?

    An important question, without a satisfactory answer. Fortunately, even if there is as yet no day of the fox, there is a fox of the day .

    June 1, 2011

  • This year's national bilby day falls on the 10-year anniversary of the September 11th attacks on the WTC and the Pentagon. I imagine this will give the conspiracy theorists something to dig into, so to speak.

    June 1, 2011

  • The breathtakingly arrogant, dismissive, phrase used by Jean-Francois Kahn, one of France's best-known intellectuals of the left (co-founder of the leftist weekly magazine "Marianne" and no relation to Dominique Strauss-Kahn, though a longstanding friend of his wife, Anne Sinclair), to describe what he "felt sure must have happened" in that hotel suite in Times Square.

    It can be roughly translated as "lifting the skirt of a domestic", evoking the kind of "droit du seigneur" behavior of those golden days when the right of the (male) ruling class to engage in unconsensual sex with the help went unquestioned.

    I am pleased to relate that this particular remark triggered a firestorm of criticism here in France, to the extent that this week's edition of "Marianne" contains a blathering, self-pitying column by Monsieur Kahn, wherein he claims to have been the victim of a witch-hunt, and - sadder, but one hopes a little bit wiser - announces his retirement from writing his weekly column for the magazine.

    The misogynistic arrogance of the the caste that constitutes France's "intellectual elite" is, as I said, just breathtaking. There was also the public pronunciation by former culture minister, Jacques Lang, to the effect of "why jail a man, it's not as if anyone was killed", not to mention the nauseating special pleading of douchebag Henri-Bernard Levy, complaining that the American justice system was corrupt, because of its failure to recognize the special status of his VIP buddy, Strauss-Kahn.

    It all makes me sick to my stomach.

    Google-translate misses the point as usual, rendering the phrase "un troussage de domestique" as "of a sweeping domestic". But then it translates "droit de seigneur" as "law lord", so what can you expect?

    June 1, 2011

  • I have favorited this list, and anxiously await future additions. In fact, you could say I await them with baited breadth. But then you would expose yourself to the mockery of others.

    May 31, 2011

  • I could keep a Beretta in my biretta. Though, actually, as far as cardinal garb is concerned, it's the red socks that interest me more. But then I've always harbored a weakness for ecclesiastical haberdashery.

    May 31, 2011

  • My dream is to be the guy in the Vatican whose job it is to make up new Latin words for modern things/phenomena that didn't exist in Roman times. I might have to kill a few cardinals to accede to the position, though. :-)

    May 31, 2011

  • Croustisnacks!

    May 30, 2011

  • Those frogs are adorable!

    May 29, 2011

  • Type II diabetes is like a vampire - it can't take over your body unless you invite it in.

    May 29, 2011

  • May 29, 2011

  • I've always been partial to rubenesque, myself. A little zaftig, with a tendency toward embonpoint.

    May 29, 2011

  • egg and tongue sounds a bit risque.

    May 29, 2011

  • Obviously, this is a mistake. It's meant to be "Othecko, Docky!"

    May 29, 2011

  • Given that 20,000 people attended his funeral a month ago, it's a fair bet that Saif actually is dead.

    I've heard the same thing about Elvis. That doesn't mean it's true.

    May 28, 2011

  • More like a discombobulated gerund.

    May 28, 2011

  • link to address from which this image is taken is Urban Fox by Pirate Technics

    May 27, 2011

  • A recurring theme in Victorian literature (Middlemarch, Little Dorrit, The Woman in White)

    May 27, 2011

  • I just followed the trail of virtual caviar droppings ..... :-)

    May 27, 2011

  • French fruits

    May 27, 2011

  • There once was a bodyguard named Vlad

    Whose face was ineffably sad

    Vlad was like Mona Lisa

    But then he met Teresa

    Then Vlad went from being sad to glad!

    May 27, 2011

  • Wait until Mothra arrives!

    May 27, 2011

  • My cousin, the black sheep of the family, was caught up in a bit of an embezzlement imbroglio at work and had to emigrate to Australia to escape the wrath of the authorities. Now we refer to him as Sin-Oz-Mick.

    May 27, 2011

  • And if the resulting flavour is so out-of-this-world deliciously yummy that it's a guilty pleasure, you could call it syncosmic.

    May 27, 2011

  • Fox and friends.

    May 26, 2011

  • Too tired to correct that ludicrous ambiguity in that last post. But I was living in a rented apartment, not in a tea chest.

    May 26, 2011

  • After my mother died, in 1985, I inherited one of her china services. It was all packed up and shipped to New Jersey, where I was living at the time, in a tea chest. Because back in those days, that was what one used to ship things in. I still have the entire set, fully intact. It's been used maybe a total of five times. Guess I don't throw enough dinner parties for twelve people.

    May 26, 2011

  • Scots term, my Roman arse!

    May 26, 2011

  • Marky, are you familiar with the inspirational pimp business plan ?

    May 26, 2011

  • as seen here

    May 25, 2011

  • As seen here

    May 25, 2011

  • It's another one of Foxy's infamous grammar rants , this time about the hideosity of prepositional verbs in general, with special attention given to the ludicrosity of Russian verbs of motion, and the mondo bizarro of the infamous bog of Irish prepositional pronouns.

    May 25, 2011

  • You're entirely welcome. Though sionnach would like to point out that this delightful illustration was really brought to us by the Paschal bilby. I just lifted it from the kopi luwak page, where the big-eared marsupial of Easter first deposited it. Santa Fox can claim no credit here.

    May 25, 2011

  • From Wikipedia:

    "Ibsen's positively abominable play entitled Ghosts....An open drain: a loathsome sore unbandaged; a dirty act done publicly....Gross, almost putrid indecorum....Literary carrion.... Crapulous stuff" - Daily Telegraph

    "Lugubrious diagnosis of sordid impropriety....Characters are prigs, pedants and profligates....Morbid caricatures.... Maunderings of nookshotten Norwegians" – Black and White

    "As foul and filthy a concoction as has ever been allowed to disgrace the boards of an English theatre....dull and disgusting....Nastiness and malodorousness laid on thickly as with a trowel." – Era

    "Ninety-seven percent of the people who go to see Ghosts are nasty-minded people who find the discussion of nasty subjects to their taste, in exact proportion to their nastiness" – Sporting and Dramatic News

    "The socialistic and the sexless....The unwomanly women, the unsexed females, the whole army of unprepossessing cranks in petticoats....Educated and muck-ferreting dogs.... Effeminate men and male women..... They all of them–men and women alike–know that they are doing not only a nasty but an illegal thing.... The Lord Chamberlain (the censor) left them alone to wallow in Ghosts.... Outside a silly clique, there is not the slightest interest in the Scandinavian humbug or all his works.... A wave of human folly" – Truth

    (And, no, thank you, Wordnik genie, I was not looking for the English press reaction to ibsen's ghost)

    May 25, 2011

  • Refers specifically to the fingering used to play a piece of music, but it also has the extended meaning of "skill" or "finesse"; equivalent of the German Fingerspitzengefühl.

    May 25, 2011

  • départements d'outre-mer et territoires d'outre-mer

    (French overseas departments and territories)

    May 25, 2011

  • Oh, all right, 'zuzu. If you insist:

    Does that help?

    May 25, 2011

  • Duh. Thanks, Bill B.

    Rolig, you are so droll! Guffaw.

    May 25, 2011

  • Society garlic?

    ??

    May 25, 2011

  • "Diving into Strindberg is a descent into Hell. The Hell of class struggle and the battle between the sexes. The Hell of paranoid delirium and complete breakdown... a long day's journey into night, into the heart of darkness ..."

    From the program notes for "Mademoiselle Julie", which I saw earlier this evening.

    May 24, 2011

  • Way after "Midnight in Paris" and Foxy isn't even remotely sleepy. Damn you, August Strindberg, with your disturbing plays!

    May 24, 2011

  • Unicorn fewmets!

    May 24, 2011

  • A phrase that has been ubiquitous this past week, generally in reference to the fall from grace of Dominique Strauss-Kahn. But see also Mademoiselle Julie.

    May 24, 2011

  • The personification of French "public intellectual" assmarmotry.

    May 24, 2011

  • My cushat is addicted to kumquats and the bills are becoming preposterous. Should I try paraquat?

    Anguished Geordie.

    May 24, 2011

  • "looks like this list already contains house"

    Well neener, neener! Stamps little foxy paws, sulkily.

    May 24, 2011

  • "I'm just now working on a book about a Confederate general, and his corps is on its way to Gettysburg in search of shoes".

    You see, I'd been reading this as "his corpse is on its way to G." and thinking this was just another one of them zombie civil war novels that reesetee is always toiling away at. But now I realise that was just a hilarious misunderstanding. By the way, I hope it was reesetee's comment that earned this entry a place on Pro's "Wordies talk about themselves" list. Because, let's be clear, Sharny McSquibals is entirely fictional, and is not meant to be a stand-in for me.

    Personally, I drink coffee prepared only from the finest unicorn fewmets:

    Fumees de licorne

    May 24, 2011

  • Is snot-nosed too .... I dunno ... too something? obvious, or vulgar, or tautologous.

    May 24, 2011

  • So, I says to him .... "How dare you come to the door like that in your dressonion?" . And do you know what the caffler has the cheek to say to me next? He says to me, 'When I want your ipingowne, I'll ask for it'! The bloody nerve of some people!!

    May 23, 2011

  • Not to be confused with bloodsucken vulture* or turducken culture** or hoboken sepulture***

    *: First we insuck you, then we mulct you, then we outspit you.

    **: Don't ask.

    ***: Where Jimmy Hoffa is really buried.

    May 23, 2011

  • Well, I'm damned if it's going on my Fireships and fizgigs list!

    May 23, 2011

  • Oh, pshaw, hh! Stuff and nonsense. Balderdash. Poppycock. Fiddlesticks.

    May 23, 2011

  • Not to be confused with dump-gutteral, the term used to describe the flesh of a beast found on the side of the road.

    Or stump-guttural, the term used by linguists to describe the odd fricative-plosive snort made by (certain) Wordniks in response to Doctor Jamieson's more bizarre flights of fancy.

    May 23, 2011

  • Isn't there a Ben & Jerry's ice-cream flavor called Chubbie hubbie?

    May 23, 2011

  • I <3 Rebecca Solnit!

    May 23, 2011

  • "A luxury hotel chain needs to trademark this word immediately. "

    As in:

    Are you one of the power elite? Then think of the Sofitel Manhattan. Perfect for your next intimate rendezvous.

    May 22, 2011

  • Wow. "Bunniculastriation" already gets 32 google hits!

    May 22, 2011

  • Bilby beat me to my comment. Also, shouldn't that be per-pfucking-pfection?

    May 22, 2011

  • Why is lars_bo spamming the fewmets page? But more to the point, we are in a position to show for the very first time, an extremely rare photo of

    unicorn fewmets!

    May 21, 2011

  • Squee!

    May 21, 2011

  • Of course, as part of the revolting media circus surrounding what the French refer to as l'Affaire DSK, we are all being treated to salacious re-interpretations of the singing nun's only hit: "Dominique-nique-nique-nique-nique-nique-nique-nique.."

    Subtle, it's not.

    May 20, 2011

  • When hernesheir tells us that hosterage

    Is how Scotsmen refer to an osterage,

    Foxy shuffles and pouts,

    Protests "I have my doubts.

    In fact, the whole thing is preposterage!"

    May 20, 2011

  • a shepherd's call to his dog to incite him to pursue sheep.

    Or to his pig, presumably. Baa, ram, ewe!

    May 20, 2011

  • This seems odd. It's clearly related to Hookum Snivey, which has an entirely different meaning.

    May 20, 2011

  • Not to be confused with the shriving-cough, a peculiar sound made by some priests before they shrive or fast.

    May 20, 2011

  • And herrings. Though it's possible that all of these "words" that hh has been entertaining us with lately are red herrings. A snipe hunt, if you will.

    May 20, 2011

  • There once was a herring named Drewe

    Who hung out with a dubious crewe

    He said "Maybe I'm erring,

    But I'm just a young herring,

    Who doesn't know what he should dewe".

    May 20, 2011

  • Speaking of coffee, today is the birthday of Honore De Balzac, who has some well-chosen remarks on the subject:

    Du Cafe (added hilarity courtesy of google-translate)

    May 20, 2011

  • One has to wonder if Dr. Jamieson had been hitting the Jameson's when he wrote this "definition".

    May 20, 2011

  • What a great blog, fbharjo!

    May 20, 2011

  • My very first Wordie/Wordnik word!

    May 20, 2011

  • Fleiſʒiger Foxy

    May 19, 2011

  • — My weimaraner is barking a lot at cars going buy. I dont want to get is vocal cords removed so what should i do?

    Really, Wordnik examples? Is this kind of illiterate drivel the best you can do?

    May 19, 2011

  • OK. I know there is a discussion about yarn-bombing somewhere on Wordnik. Why can't I find it?

    May 19, 2011

  • Gawd. Y'all are so demanding. I was doing my best. Anyway kopi luwak has its own page, surely?

    May 19, 2011

  • Several varieties of so-called coffee are made from fewmets and other coprological preparations. The best of these in our estimation is moose nugget coffee. This is made from dried moose excrement, which are roasted, like the genuine coffee berry, ground, mixed with egg, and prepared for the table exactly in the same manner, and in like proportions as the best Java or Mocha. If prepared with the care and skill usually bestowed on coffee making, it is a most palatable and nutritious beverage, and has won the praises of many reformed coffee drinkers who would not now exchange it for their old-time drink charged with caffeine.

    Other former caffeine addicts maintain that the best brew is made with buffalo chips. Sharny Mc Squibals swears by it:

    "After I've dropped the kids off at the pool, there's nothing I like better than to sit back, light up a Bondi cigar, and snack on a piece of delicious tappen pie, accompanied by a steaming hot cup o' buffalo chip coffee. Sometimes I'll add some cowblakes to the brew, for a little extra flavour, though you have to get the mix just right, else you'll have yourself a pot of fizzy gravy!"

    May 19, 2011

  • This list is indeed awesome. Thanks!

    May 19, 2011

  • This is fascinating; thanks, qroqqa!

    On edit, after reading rolig's astute comment: the very regular pattern of change from one form to the other between 1840 and 1940 is still striking, and suggests that the American usage was well-established by 1940. I wonder when the AP Style guide was first published.

    May 19, 2011

  • Censorship

    In France, censorship is personified by the ugly old woman Anastasie, generally portrayed wielding an enormous pair of scissors (les ciseaux d'Anastasie). This personification became popular in the second half of the 19th century; the caricature by Andre Gill (above) was particularly influential. The word is probably derived from the name of Pope Anastasios I, who was known for the fervor with which he attempted to suppress the publication of books he considered did not conform adequately to Catholic dogma.

    May 19, 2011

  • Try typing in anything beginning with 'ana' into google search and this is what comes to the top of the autocomplete queue. It's an anagram of 'anagram', evidemment.

    Oh, google, you're so droll!

    May 19, 2011

  • This list raises the interesting question - what was the first word you listed?

    Now, it appears that this question may be easier for some Wordies to answer than for others. Because if, like me, you were a lazy slob back in the early days, your first list may be your default catchall list and have more than 3,000 words in it. It used to be that one could list one's words in the order added; now it seems that one can only list them in the reverse order added. Which means I would have to scroll through 30+ screens to get to my very first word. Which I am not interested enough to do.

    But maybe there is another way? Any hints?

    May 18, 2011

  • Oops! It was King Gibich, not King Giblich...

    May 18, 2011

  • Aren't there gibliches in the Ring Cycle? Isn't Gunter the son of the King of the Giblichs?

    May 18, 2011

  • I can't see the ʇɐq ʇınɹɟ either!

    May 18, 2011

  • Aw shucks! Thanks, Bill B!

    May 18, 2011

  • Tries desperately to assemble clever play on words involving the phrases "le Duc D'Orleans", "New Orleans", "N'awlins", and "gawlins", but fails miserably...

    May 18, 2011

  • We've got sourdough, focaccia, and whole wheat. Which witchwich would you like?

    May 17, 2011

  • See, e.g. I'm not your bitch, bitch

    May 16, 2011

  • See proctofoam, if you dare!

    May 15, 2011

  • mucoadhesive is a word that just doesn't seem to come up all that much in casual conversation ...

    May 15, 2011

  • Congratulations, c_b! This means your new cub shares a birthday with my sister.

    May 15, 2011

  • to do something useless (literally, "to comb the giraffe")

    May 14, 2011

  • Ahem! Did you say spider monkey juice?

    May 14, 2011

  • Pas piqué des hannetons

    Merci, Bill B !

    May 14, 2011

  • Infamously, one of the menu items at Francois Mitterrand's "Last Supper":

    MMM. Endangered Songbirds! Crunchy!!

    May 11, 2011

  • not sure how we got from Hans to device, but I offer "squad" as the next entry

    May 11, 2011

  • You mean, like this:

    May 10, 2011

  • sounds like bullsit to me!

    May 10, 2011

  • Yeah! trivet is back! Oh frabjous day!

    May 10, 2011

  • Were you looking for hairy Ball theorem?

    No, I was not. And I speak as someone who actually used a functional analytical version of the Brouwer Fixed Point Theorem to prove one of the major* results in my dissertation.

    *: well, it was major to me. And it seemed to impress the committee members.

    May 9, 2011

  • eeek!

    May 9, 2011

  • Hey-day!

    May 7, 2011

  • This has been looked up 40 times?! Seriously??

    (Revises former sunny notion about fellow Wordies)

    May 7, 2011

  • I suppose it would be enormously politically incorrect to interject a remark involving the term "Saudi prostitutes" at this point.

    But, honestly, so many items on this list sound so ... dirty what goes on between them dutch strickle sheets ... know what I'm sayin', rosina boi? nudge, nudge, wink, wink

    g'shtupaful lew'r yourself, you salacious bawd! and keep your feelthy mitts off my kartoffel ballen.

    Oh, wait, this is actually a SNL sketch starring Alec Baldwin

    May 6, 2011

  • Reality is a club that smacks even the one who is holding it.

    Experience is a comb that nature provides to bald men.

    May 6, 2011

  • this is the version I learned growing up

    30 days hath September,

    April, June and November,

    All the rest have 31,

    Excepting February alone.

    Which only has but 28 days clear

    And 29 in each leap year

    "Who decided all this, and why couldn't they have used a logical system?"

    They tried that after the French revolution. Didn't work out so well for them, as I recall. But then they were trying to incorporate 10-day weeks and 10-hour days as well; so much for the Enlightenment. Napoleon scrapped it all eventually and went back to the old system.

    May 6, 2011

  • My first thought was "dord", but the thought process underlying the parallelism is different. Along the lines of "inadvertent inaccuracy versus deliberate inaccuracy designed to ferret out copyright cheaters".

    May 6, 2011

  • *Makes note to shop for souvenir tiara for 'zuzu.*

    (fortunately, a return trip to Versailles is planned, with my next visitor from back in the U.S.)

    May 5, 2011

  • This glimpse into how my mind functioned "about 4 years ago" is terrifying to me now!

    May 5, 2011

  • This was really more fun than the proverbial barrel-o-monkeys. Kudos to gangerh for the exciting, Eurovision-style, nailbiting countdown. And those fiendishly effective cred herrings. And congratulations to yarb and ruzuzu and ptero!

    I guess I will just have to console myself by buying some kind of tacky mug with the Eiffel Tower on it. Because I will be here in Paris for another 7 weeks. Not that I would ever gloat about it; no, not me!

    May 5, 2011

  • So I think I have 5 right, and if fbharjo is chrestomathic, maybe 6.

    But is it enough for the win? And why in hell didn't I put prodigal for seanahan, like the voice in my head was telling me to?

    But I have to go to bed now.

    May 4, 2011

  • What's Eurovision? Is it like American Idol?

    It's got the same cheesiness factor. But the prestige of entire nations is at stake. Purists like myself prefer the old days before the breakup of the Soviet union added about a dozen new entrants.

    The voting is notorious for countries voting either for their neighbors, or deliberately slighting ancient enemies. And Luxembourg always seems to have an inordinate number of votes, given that nobody actually lives there, and the whole country can be rented out for parties. (Or is that Liechtenstein?)

    on edit: Oh, poor sweet innocent 'zuzu, I don't think there's much ambiguity there.

    May 4, 2011

  • This is more long-drawn-out than the finale of "Top Chef, France". And that went on until midnight. It's 10:50pm here now, and I have to be in class by 9am tomorrow. He is tormenting us....

    May 4, 2011

  • Time for a shower. Back soon.

    See ... that's just plain ... wrong!

    Gnaws at fuflun anxiously, while wondering where to place mug ...

    May 4, 2011

  • ooh, goody! I am above average!!!

    May 4, 2011

  • Le jury du Luxembourg donne deux votes a hernesheir et deux votes a Prolagus...

    May 4, 2011

  • Oooh! This is like watching the results of the Eurovision Song Contest, except that the stakes are much higher.

    *Still remembers fondly the year (1970) when sweet, innocent, gap-toothed Dana, from County Derry, won it for Ireland with the heart-rendering (sic) ballad, "All Kinds of Everything":

    Snowdrops and Daffodils *

    May 4, 2011

  • Well, yarb, I think this question comes up every year, and I believe the probability of getting none right approaches 1/e (where e is the base for natural logs) as n gets larger and larger. So the answer to your question is 1 - (1/e) = roughly 63.2%

    May 4, 2011

  • So, in other words, I was led down the garden path at every turn.

    Come on, gangerh, time to post the results already! You're just playing with us now ......

    Though, with an average of fewer than 4 correct identifications per entrant, maybe there is some hope, just by sheer chance?

    May 4, 2011

  • "The English used the U.S.A is defiled beyond believe"

    What kind of semi-literate nonsense is this, pray tell?

    May 3, 2011

  • Described here

    May 3, 2011

  • Yes, it was. But I moved it elsewhere, so maybe it's visible now?

    May 3, 2011

  • A recent article by Stephen Moss in "The Guardian" suggests this as a candidate for the worst poem ever written, commenting:

    "One begins to suspect satirical intent – or perhaps brain damage."

    Does Major Abbott out-Mcgonagall Mcgonagall? You be the judge:

    Abbottabad text

    May 3, 2011

  • Methinks that, en espanol, the term "cousin prime" is a redundancy. Now, kissing cousin primes, that's a whole 'nother kettle of fish.

    May 3, 2011

  • I am keeping my eyes on you all:

    May 3, 2011

  • Well, if frindley isn't alexis, bury me in a bog and call me sphagnovulpine. Y'all are obviously not reading my frogblog, because if you were, you'd know I was staying in the Marais, which means the marsh. I am a boggy froggy right now.

    All my other choices were pure guesswork and/or following ze herd. Except for tear-resistant, which may be a very clever cred herring indeed. And heartstringplucker, which had enough of the STF about it to remind one of gangerh. mediaeval was tempting for chained_bear, but seemed too obvious.

    Installs self next to telephone to await notification of being declared winner, munching on cupcakes and fufluns...

    May 3, 2011

  • I still think there should have been a rule preventing Wordnikoyennes who are really just birds trained to hunt and peck on the keyboard (you know who you are Madame R.T. Distingue) from passing themselves off as, you know, real virtual people.

    (Written with the bitterness of someone who has wasted countless hours trying to teach Boris and Natasha to type with their little kitty-paws -- they always end up just chewing their little kitty-booties to shreds.)

    May 3, 2011

  • Doesn't it also just mean "halo"?

    May 3, 2011

  • And here I thought it was an especially sibilant circumcision.

    May 3, 2011

  • The second Century definition given for this word is puzzling, to say the least.

    Furthermore, the lack of images on Flickr is disappointing.

    May 3, 2011

  • Would it help anybody's decision to change anything, or not, if I told you that a brief scan of entries revealed that all of you were mostly wrong, or mostly right? Mwahahahaha!

    No, it would not.

    May 3, 2011

  • Oh, you see that's just plain silly. It's quite sufficient to have the verb "to neigh"; there's no conceivable reason to have a special verb for starting the process. One can just say "Gluebones cleared his horsey throat, because he was feeling a bit catarrhy ...."

    May 2, 2011

  • Ping! That was the sound of yarb changing his "ming", muffled by the walls of his mortsafe, natch!

    May 2, 2011

  • * hugs Prolagus right back *

    * dusts off phony umbrage and winks at dontcry *

    * sits back and wonders what one has to do to get either (a) a cupcake, (b) a fuflun, or (c) some slop around here *

    * enjoys ze mounting tension *

    May 2, 2011

  • Yes, rolig -- we miss your wit and rigor. Not to mention the Slovenian updates!

    May 1, 2011

  • not to be confused with ženo Mućkalica, a wifebeater

    May 1, 2011

  • @dontcry:

    And what am I? Chopped Liver?

    Sob! sob! sob!

    April 30, 2011

  • Naw! It's an illusion.

    I have absolutely no idea for most of them.

    But yarb does live in mortal fear of bodysnatchers, that much is true.

    April 29, 2011

  • bilby is hidelugged

    blafferty is ascian

    chained_bear likes a wodge

    dontcry is tear-resistant

    erinmckean is calepinerienne

    fbharjo is chrestomathic

    frindley is alexis

    frogapplause is a slopseller

    gangerh is a heartstringplucker

    hernesheir is balsamaceous

    mollusque is systematic

    oroboros is protean

    possible_underscore is prodigal

    The only Wordie I have actually met in person is sweet, charming, witty, loves animals and is a harlequin

    pterodactyl is boggy

    reestee est distingue

    ruzuzu = lunette (aucune idee pourquoi)

    seanahan is sinistral

    I am sionnach

    Wordnicolina is a greenhorn

    Wordplayer is playful

    yarb sleeps in a mortsafe

    April 29, 2011

  • Qui??? Moi!!!

    Pas du tout!

    April 25, 2011

  • And I thought my word was *simple* this time. Apparently not!

    April 25, 2011

  • leap-frog (literally "leap-sheep")

    April 23, 2011

  • Bonne Pâques au bilby Pâques!

    April 23, 2011

  • Thanks, db: I think "burrowing" is a correct, but unimaginative, translation of rataconniculation, as it fails to capture the animal connotations of the latter,having to do with rats, puppies & bunnies. "Cannicula" is, according to Webster's, a common misspelling of "Canicula", another name for Sirius, the dog-star, and related to the Latin word for puppies; "Karnickel" is also a German word for "bunny", which is derived from the word "cunicula", which I think means "rabbit" in Latin.

    By the way, though I don't necessarily agree with you on the particular instance, I greatly admire the passion of your lexicological rant over on gasometer. As somebody else mentioned, everyone is entitled to a few particular pet peeves (see discussion under data, for instance), and what is Wordnik for, if not to allow one to vent one's frustrations about one's word-related peeves?

    April 23, 2011

  • Comment # 10,000 (drumroll, please):

    The name given to the ridges or grooves often found on the sides of parsnips:

    assumed by cryptozoovegetologists to be the result of the fanged depredations of the dreaded Bunnicula as it lays waste to Farmer McGregor's carrot patch.

    The process of producing aforementioned ridges or grooves.

    April 23, 2011

  • In the French text, the word robidilardicque is footnoted as appearing as robilardique in some versions. The latter word seems more consistent with the coinage that duckbill suggests.

    April 23, 2011

  • I'm reasonably sure that fanfreluche means a frill, or possibly a furbelow. We saw the word in class my first week here in Paris.

    April 23, 2011

  • Shhh! Don't tell duckbill about this "word".

    April 22, 2011

  • Suprême NTM (or simply NTM) is a French hip hop group formed in 1989 in the Seine-Saint-Denis département. The group comprises rappers Joey Starr (born Didier Morville) and Kool Shen (born Bruno Lopès). Their six albums were released by Sony Music Entertainment.

    The group takes its name from the French slang "NTM", an abbreviation for "Nique Ta Mère" ("Nique" is derived from the shortening of the French word "forniquer" (fornicate)) meaning "F*** Your Mother". NTM is known for their hostility towards the police, violent lyrics, and legal battles with the French authorities. Their musical style is predominantly hardcore rap, although later albums include funk, soul and reggae influences.

    The group is outspokenly critical of racism and class inequality in French society, and while their earlier music is violent, some of their later work, such as "Pose ton Gun" ("Put down your Gun"), is explicitly anti-violent.

    In 1998, the group released its last album of original material under the NTM moniker, as both Joey Starr and Kool Shen started their own labels, promoting new bands and branching out in other fields such as the clothing industry (2High is Kool Shen's brand, Com-8 is Joey Starr's).

    While officially the band still exists, and its well-known name was used in 2001 to promote a 'duel' album pitting the two label's artists against each other, Kool Shen was quoted in 2004 saying "on a fini avec NTM en 98" ("We were done with NTM in 1998").

    The group is known for its gritty, dark and sometimes violent lyrics, as well as for the contrast between the two rappers' styles. While Joey Starr (also known as Jaguar Gorgonne and Double-R) has a relatively slow flow, aggressive lyrics and a deep, booming voice (which he sometimes uses to yell such as in "Pose ton Gun"), Kool Shen has a funkier flow as well as witty and rather melancholic lyrics.

    April 22, 2011

  • adjective meaning French, in a slightly self-mocking kind of way; can have connotations of old-time traditional French (if applied to music), or pertaining to cliched French images, such as baguettes, berets, and camembert.

    April 22, 2011

  • Here in Paris, the French media use the phrase "le printemps arabe" constantly.

    April 22, 2011

  • No, but I am gradually inching towards a comment milestone, my own self.

    Nominations accepted for shiny comment #10,000. No poop-related suggestions, please!

    April 22, 2011

  • Reesetee has written 20,259 comments; Wordnik is billions of words, 943,480,593 example sentences, 6,603,031 unique words, 216,253 comments.....

    20,259/216,253 = (furrows brow, counts on little foxy paws) = 9.368% of all Wordnik comments.

    A contribution which dwarfs my own paltry vulpine 4.58%.

    It's the parrots, isn't it? They are forced to enter little psittacine comments before they get their millet*.

    Interestingly, Reesetee has entered *no* pronunciations. It's the parrots, isn't it?

    *: A gen-u-wine capitonym, and not one of them fake ones.

    April 22, 2011

  • April 21, 2011

  • You are my people and I love you all more than I can say. More than a maple bacon sundae or a BBBLT.

    One-two-three-four

    let's do the sizzle!

    April 21, 2011

  • I think the last two comments do a grave injustice to the advertising geniuses at Denny's. Paraphrasing from their website:

    "At some point Baconalia sizzled out. Bacon historians contend that this could have been the result of a simple spelling mistake. Baconalia, the celebration of swine was misspelled "Bacchanalia", and confused with the Roman celebration of wine, which people then began to mistake for the original feast."

    April 20, 2011

  • See baconalia.

    April 20, 2011

  • See baconalia.

    April 20, 2011

  • as seen here:

    Baconalia

    It's things like this that make me regret my career choices. Instead of co-authoring a book that causes me to receive e-mail from earnest pharmacokineticists in Uganda and Sweden, I could have made a real contribution by going into advertising and coining words like "Baconalia". Which is sheer bloody genius, I think you'll agree.

    April 20, 2011

  • Nice try, 'zuzu! Too bad that everyone here knows your pure heart and sunny disposition render you completely incapable of guile.

    April 19, 2011

  • Jeez. You really have gone underground down under, floppy ears. Now we can't even send you a friendly pre-Paschal greeting on your profile.

    Maybe that Swensen's murder really is catching up with you after all these years. There must be some reason for the deep cover.

    April 19, 2011

  • Were you looking for deflower vegemite virgin without furballs?

    No. I most definitely was not.

    April 18, 2011

  • Dogsvomit handmade spam shipped to your door by some wretched internet spambot.

    April 18, 2011

  • "do not comment on your intentions anywhere on this site as most of the words submitted have been published and the sharper participants will pick up on the fact that your word is in the last few listed".

    I'm betting all of the sharper participants have seen "The Princess Bride" and will get totally bogged down in their own mental reverse-reverse-reverse psychology games if they attempt to follow that line of reasoning. Or do I mean reverse-reverse-reverse-reverse psychology games?

    mwahahahaha!

    April 18, 2011

  • Bonne anniversaire!

    April 16, 2011

  • There's also this list:

    irish english

    from which my favorite phrase is probably turf accountant.

    April 16, 2011

  • Mmmm. That dog's vomit slime mold sure looks toothsome.

    April 16, 2011

  • Not a valid Scrabble word? Zut alors!

    April 16, 2011

  • Updates "Kenny kens kenning" list.

    April 16, 2011

  • May, we! floppy-ears.

    April 16, 2011

  • as in the phrase: "Nous avons mangé le diplomate"

    No, there is nothing antropophagic going on here. My trusty visual French-English bilingual dictionary is quite clear that le diplomate is the word for everyone's favorite delicious dessert, trifle. This fact appears not to have made it to the synapses of the magnificent neural network that lurks within the heart of Google-translate, which insists on rendering the sentence above as: "Nous avons mangé la bagatelle". But that's what you get when you settle for the soulless machine-translation approach to life.

    delicious diplomate

    Note, however, that le diplomate can also mean "the diplomat", so if you find yourself travelling among, say, the Fore tribe of New Guinea, you might want to provide sufficient context to avoid any possible ambiguity.

    April 15, 2011

  • Obviously, this is the adjective derived from rakeheck.

    April 15, 2011

  • Hmmmm. Rushes to update "Hecko reesetee!" list.

    April 15, 2011

  • Well, that's the interwebs for you. It's still a mystery why the AT&T support guy in Bangalore can get into my Yahoo e-mail account with the new password, but I can't access it from here, using the same password.

    Thank God for Gmail! :-)

    April 15, 2011

  • I had to fiddle with it for a while, but eventually what seems to work is to go to the list in question, then find its exact address in your browser and copy that exactly into the href= part of the relevant HTML syntax. I think the reason that this works, where other possibilites don't, is that Wordnik replaces spaces in the list names with hyphens, as well as possibly making some other changes. If that makes sense ...

    April 15, 2011

  • Here are links to the previous two competitions:

    Identify the Wordie 2!!

    Identify the Wordie!!

    April 15, 2011

  • Squee! Count me in. Furrows brow, ponders list of shiny possible words...

    April 15, 2011

  • I am horrified that this word isn't listed in the "Z" section of my trusty French dictionary.

    Horrified, I tell you.

    April 13, 2011

  • Why is spizzerinctum on this list? It seems like it would be a better candidate for the "not quite as bad as they sound" list.

    Just sayin'

    April 12, 2011

  • Getting ready for those arduous Paschal responsibilities, oh floppy-eared one?

    All the Parisian bells are clearing things with air traffic control in Rome for their flight back with the chocolate.

    April 11, 2011

  • Our boy Vardenis made it into the list description, but somehow not onto the list itself. I will rectify this when I have more time (and am less exhausted).

    Thanks, 'zuzu.

    April 11, 2011

  • There are muffins today. But otherwise I am too exhausted for creativity.

    My brain feels full.

    April 11, 2011

  • Whipping Cats has an exciting new feature, which may be of interest to all you Wordnik logonauts:

    Geek's Corner

    Or possibly, Geeks' Corner, should anyone else care to comment.

    April 7, 2011

  • Some of you will probably enjoy this link:

    10 best obnoxious responses to misspellings on facebook

    April 7, 2011

  • That is a lovely little ditty indeed, albeit a teensy bit baffling in parts.

    April 7, 2011

  • Were you looking for "seachtain Na gaelige"?

    No, I would look for Seachtain na Gaeilge; last time I checked, the genitive form of Gaeilge was still Gaeilge. Gaelige is not an admissible form; try running "Seachtain na Gaelige" through google's fine translating machine and you will be given the gmail address of some entity called "Groundwork muirmaid", which I think we can all agree is more than a little fishy

    April 7, 2011

  • Why, yes. Yes, they are.

    April 6, 2011

  • I'll trouble you to keep a civil tongue in your head there, yarrrrrrrrrrrb!

    April 5, 2011

  • Would a very stupid, dyslexic, married warrior qualify as well?

    April 5, 2011

  • My first French hilarious misunderstanding

    Contextual note: my apartment back in S.F. has just been repainted, hence my leap to thinking of paint colors.

    April 5, 2011

  • Make mine a kir sansculottes!

    A nos femmes!

    A nos chevaux!

    Et a ceux qui leur montent,

    Avec ou sans eperons!

    April 4, 2011

  • So, I get it. You've entered the witness protection program somewhere theredownunda (where women glow and men chunder). But aren't those big floppy leather ears a dead giveaway in the WPP?

    April 4, 2011

  • The "Top Chef, France" equivalent of cheftestant.

    April 4, 2011

  • Prolagus is just playing a belated April fool's joke on us. Nothing he, or anyone, can say can convince me that ingegnosità is an actual word. It looks like the kind of furball a cat might throw up on one's freshly carpeted apartment.

    April 3, 2011

  • While this list remains one of my all-time favorites, I must confess to being baffled by its title. And who the hell is "Parker Smith", and what has he done with uselessness?

    Ah, those were the good old days, weren't they? The halcyon days of "about 4 years ago".....

    April 3, 2011

  • Sob!

    Why so sad, foxy?

    Because a certain antipodal marsupial never visits my new blog. Is it the lack of candy-pooping animals? The absence of posts related to Operation Baked Goods? One tries one's very best. But nothing seems interesting enough to attract the attention of a certain chocolate-bearing marsupial.

    Oh, I am desolate. Desolate indeed.

    April 3, 2011

  • No thanks, chum. I'm allergic to shellfish.

    March 23, 2011

  • One of my favorite scientific papers that I read while in graduate school was on the estimation of trunk volume of loblolly pines based only on serial measurements of tree circumference. An important topic if you care about forestry inventory management, apparently.

    Or if you are a woodworm.

    Mmmm. Loblolly pines.

    March 23, 2011

  • Continuing on the them of impressive words, there is something about the word bulbul that is very appealing. Or the sound that nightingales traditionally make - jugjug. But perhaps these ruminations already exist in the comments for philomelian.

    Then there's the word Banba, an old designation for Ireland. Seems relatively unremarkable, until you consider that its genitive singular form is Banban, which confers on it a kind of lurking charm, all the more impressive for being initially hidden.

    But perhaps I am babbling.

    March 23, 2011

  • #5 could use some clarification.

    #3: I imagine that the bishop in question would be constrained to move diagonally from see to shining see.

    March 23, 2011

  • What happens to unsuccessful contestants on "The Amazing Race". Like certain other TV-spawned words (e.g. cheftestants for competitors on "Top Chef"), this term fills me with inordinate delight, bordering on glee.

    March 23, 2011

  • What's an adulturer?

    Well, duh, it's obviously a grownup childurer.

    March 23, 2011

  • Very nice, 'zuzu!

    That guy at the bottom of the Perdue link seems to have unnaturally large fingers. One imagines a company-wide egg-holding contest for the honor of being featured on the homepage...

    I can't believe it's "about 3 years" since I added this. I had so many more brain cells back then. Sigh.

    March 23, 2011

  • I run a cruelty-free blog, leather-ears!

    March 23, 2011

  • I would like to clarify that the preceding post is in no way meant to imply that Prolagus is not clever. Having met P. in person, I can attest to the fact that he is not only super-smart, but also even more charming in real life than on the interwebs.

    March 22, 2011

  • Bonsoir, wordnikoyens et wordnikoyennes!

    Ici le renard, bien installe dans le Marais.

    Il y a un nouveau blog:

    Mainly on the Plain is now mainly in the Marais

    Clever wordnikoyennes (& Prolagus) know that foxy is also now on Facebook, and have be'friend'ed him there:

    Facebook foxy .

    You too could do the same.

    March 22, 2011

  • I think that having an anagram that uses all the letters and gives the same meaning as the original word is pretty special. Even if one doesn't feel such a word is worthy of the designation "perfect", maybe it deserves a lesser designation, e.g. "impressive". What numbers might be considered impressive?

    March 9, 2011

  • # 21 days ago mollusque said

    No, because words don't have factors. The words that can be formed by the letters within a word aren't essential properties of the word.

    # 21 days ago Prolagus said

    From marco_nj's profile:

    In mathematics, a perfect number is defined as a positive integer which is the sum of its proper positive divisors, that is, the sum of the positive divisors excluding the number itself. Is there a linguistic equivalent?

    Mollusque is, of course, technically correct here. Words don't have factors. Nonetheless, is it wise to discard the whole idea, which seems at the very least to have the germ of an interesting question, out of hand?

    I am reminded of the delightful chapter in Hofstadter's "Le Ton Beau de Marot" in which he takes the initially unpromising question of how one might play chess on a board with hexagonal "squares" and develops it in a way that turns out to be extremely intellectually satisfying.

    Is there a re-interpretation of the definition of "perfection" that makes sense, even if only by distant analogy? I am reminded of the idea of kangaroo words, where a particular word contains a shorter word with the same meaning (the joey). Extending this idea, one might imagine a perfect word to be defined as one whose letters can be anagrammed into a word or phrase with the same meaning as the original word (excluding the trivial case). I can't think of a good example offhand, but I'm sure somebody can.

    March 9, 2011

  • Say it ain't so! Some of my most inspired bullshit was on the mi-vox page. "What is that noise?", you ask. It is the agonized screaming of hideous deformed flipper-people as they vanish into a wordhole, never to be heard from again.

    March 7, 2011

  • Safire on mishegoss

    The root is the same as that for meshuggene

    March 1, 2011

  • Yum!

    February 27, 2011

  • It's an easy commute through the Chunnel! :-)

    February 27, 2011

  • A tear in the fabric of the chronolexiverse; a wordhole. Further explanation in the comments for wordhole.

    February 21, 2011

  • See my comment on wordhole.

    February 21, 2011

  • Right now, on Sunday February 20th (or 21st if you live in bilbyland) 2011, you can find the following on a certain leather-eared marsupial's profile:

    about 3 years ago bilby said

    I'll be scarce on Wordie for the rest of January 2007 ... global crossings, unbroadbanded parents, temporal dislocation and all that kind of thing. Hope to be the careless match in your box of firecrackers again too soon!

    *mwah*

    Note the odd discrepancy in dates. What happened to that other year? Bilbo's use of the phrase "temporal dislocation" seems oddly prescient.

    This is, of course, just a very extreme instance of a previously noted phenomenon. Those of us who suffer from an addiction to words and reading are indeed subject to bizarre temporal dislocations - the sudden inexplicable loss of a whole afternoon, in extreme cases, even a three-day weekend. The vanishing of an entire year confirms my suspicion that regular users of Wordie are at a considerable elevated risk for a more severe type of temporal anomaly. My working theory is that Wordie, in its function as a portal to the great wide world of words, tempts regular users - logonauts if you will - to venture farther and farther afield in the lexiverse. This exploration is not risk-free - sometimes an intrepid logonaut may stumble, or be lured, into a wordhole. Though the phenomenon is not fully understood, a wordhole may be thought of as a type of singularity, or tear, in the fabric of the chronolexiverse, sometimes known as a vanwinklerip*. Falling into a wordhole is not necessarily fatal, but the few cases documented in the literature suggest that it is a life-transforming experience -- in addition to the time distortion experienced by survivors, glossolalia is a common side effect, as well as a baffling tendency to identify with small burrowing animals, and a need to hibernate in cold weather. Instances of distorted perception of one's own body size have also been reported (e.g. Swift, Carroll), though care should be taken to distinguish between genuine travel across the chronolexiverse and mere hallucinations following the ingestion of psychoactive agents (Coleridge, Thompson, Castaneda).

    Bilby is one of the lucky ones. Regular site users should be cognizant of the risks associated with extensive, unsupervised wandering in the chronolexiverse. Logonauts beware!

    * as described, e.g. in Irving, W. (1819).

    (I've copied this comment over from the Zeitgeist page)

    February 21, 2011

  • for viewers of the "History" channel, now and forever linked with the term glory hole

    Jack Hoffmann is digging around in the glory hole (this is the Joel McHale link 'zuzu is referring to)

    weak mineral humor

    February 21, 2011

  • Right now, on Sunday February 20th (or 21st if you live in bilbyland) 2011, you can find the following on a certain leather-eared marsupial's profile:

    about 3 years ago bilby said

    I'll be scarce on Wordie for the rest of January 2007 ... global crossings, unbroadbanded parents, temporal dislocation and all that kind of thing. Hope to be the careless match in your box of firecrackers again too soon!

    *mwah*

    Note the odd discrepancy in dates. What happened to that other year? Bilbo's use of the phrase "temporal dislocation" seems oddly prescient.

    This is, of course, just a very extreme instance of a previously noted phenomenon. Those of us who suffer from an addiction to words and reading are indeed subject to bizarre temporal dislocations - the sudden inexplicable loss of a whole afternoon, in extreme cases, even a three-day weekend. The vanishing of an entire year confirms my suspicion that regular users of Wordie are at a considerable elevated risk for a more severe type of temporal anomaly. My working theory is that Wordie, in its function as a portal to the great wide world of words, tempts regular users - logonauts if you will - to venture farther and farther afield in the lexiverse. This exploration is not risk-free - sometimes an intrepid logonaut may stumble, or be lured, into a wordhole. Though the phenomenon is not fully understood, a wordhole may be thought of as a type of singularity, or tear, in the fabric of the chronolexiverse, sometimes known as a vanwinklerip*. Falling into a wordhole is not necessarily fatal, but the few cases documented in the literature suggest that it is a life-transforming experience -- in addition to the time distortion experienced by survivors, glossolalia is a common side effect, as well as a baffling tendency to identify with small burrowing animals, and a need to hibernate in cold weather. Instances of distorted perception of one's own body size have also been reported (e.g. Swift, Carroll), though care should be taken to distinguish between genuine travel across the chronolexiverse and mere hallucinations following the ingestion of psychoactive agents (Coleridge, Thompson, Castaneda).

    Bilby is one of the lucky ones. Regular site users should be cognizant of the risks associated with extensive, unsupervised wandering in the chronolexiverse. Logonauts beware!

    * as described, e.g. in Irving, W. (1819).

    February 21, 2011

  • You might try St. Nicholas of Myra, patron saint of longshoremen and dockworkers.

    February 20, 2011

  • Spelling with Stephen Fry and Harry Potter

    February 20, 2011

  • Renard likes this commercial

    February 20, 2011

  • I, for one, certainly hope that this list is working up to a grand finale of casu marzu. Perhaps served with a delicious glass of baby mice wine.

    Anyone who looks up baby mice wine on google image should be sure to have made prior preparations for the projectile vomiting that is the likely result.

    Hi, Pro!

    February 20, 2011

  • I just recently learned that the "Happy California Cows" ad that runs so frequently on TV was, in fact, filmed in New Zealand, with NZ cows. I feel deceived, disillusioned, and disappointed.

    February 18, 2011

  • Technically, I suppose this could be considered edible in some cultures.

    February 18, 2011

  • Is that one of them dreaded Croissanwich atrocities?

    It's still not too late to agitate for the return of the Burger King sausage biscuit, whose cruel and sudden discontinuation in August 1983 almost proved fatal to the completion of my doctoral dissertation. The final section, fueled by demonstrably inferior Hardee's biscuits, is perceptibly more stupid than the rest of the document.

    February 18, 2011

  • I imagine that elevation above sea-level might have a substantial impact on the boiling temperature of bagels as well. For the same reason that making a decent cup of tea on Mount Everest is well-nigh impossible.

    You might think this is due to Boyle's Law. You would be only tangentially correct.

    February 18, 2011

  • Sionnach has a new blog:

    Whipping Cats .

    February 18, 2011

  • Now this:

    'Hiccup Girl' Jennifer Mee's Hiccups Return in Court.

    this defines the word trivia

    February 18, 2011

  • hernesheir encourages me to make some kind of comment here, asserting precedence of coinage, but as noted below, there are other coinages of which I am more proud. Still, I know that there is a diligent cohort of Wordnikians for whom panvocalics hold a certain fatal fascination - God bless 'em.

    February 14, 2011

  • St. Agatha

    (Hi Mom! Bizarre sionnach family fact - my mother's name was Agatha, my stepmother's name is Etna)

    January 31, 2011

  • St. Francis of Assisi

    January 31, 2011

  • St. Cadoc of Llancarvan

    January 31, 2011

  • Plenty to choose from here.

    Saints-

    * Adelaide

    * Elizabeth of Hungary

    * Elizabeth Ann Seton

    * Godelieve

    * Helen of Skofde

    * Jeanne de Chantal

    * Jeanne Marie de Maille

    * Ludmila

    * Marguerite d’Youville

    * Michelina

    * Pulcheria

    January 31, 2011

  • St. Zita

    January 31, 2011

  • St. Pancras and St. Felix of Nola.

    January 31, 2011

  • Those are some high-quality examples for this word. But maybe I was looking for mithridate.

    January 30, 2011

  • Well. Which is it? Damocritus or Democritus?

    January 30, 2011

  • The kind of bezoar you get from overindulging in persimmons.

    January 30, 2011

  • I always thought that mithridatism referred to the practice of building up a tolerance to a specific poison by successive ingestion of larger and larger doses.

    Fortunately I have no need to stand in line at the apothecary's -- I just look to Boris and Natasha** to provide me with bezoars as needed.

    ** who naturally feast on a diet of unripe persimmons.

    January 30, 2011

  • Fortunately I still have visitation rights, even if custody has been grabbed by this Reese Tee entity.

    Sniff! What about the hideous jeggings?

    January 30, 2011

  • Monica would get on well with Willie:

    Little Willie, feeling mean

    Pushed his sister through a screen

    Mother stopped his innovations

    Said it made for strained relations.

    Little Willie, mean as hell

    Threw his sister in the well

    Mama said, when drawing water,

    "Gee, it's hard to raise a daughter."

    January 29, 2011

  • I'm guessing it's a question of demand. Who among us has not been a disappointment to our illustrious ancestors, at one point or another?

    January 29, 2011

  • Chained_bear expressed the hope this list would be comprehensive. A little research shows this to be a forlorn hope indeed. But for anyone interested in tracking down complaints not listed here there is the mother of all resources:

    Your extended family in heaven and what they can do for you.

    January 29, 2011

  • Saints:

    * Guy of Anderlecht

    * John the Baptist

    * Scholastica

    January 29, 2011

  • St. Hilary of Poitiers

    January 29, 2011

  • St. Vaast

    January 29, 2011

  • Saints:

    * Clotilde

    * Louise de Marillac

    * Matilda

    * Monica

    January 29, 2011

  • St. Eligius

    January 29, 2011

  • For protection against infestation pray to St. Servatus, St. Ulric, or St. Gertrude of Nivelles.

    January 29, 2011

  • St. Roch, as previously noted. But you can hedge your bets by requesting the intercession of the following: St. Beuno, St. Sebastian, St. Erhard of Regensburg.

    January 29, 2011

  • Now we know what gets on zuzu's radar.

    Your best bet for protection is St. Servatus.

    January 29, 2011

  • From Wikipedia:

    The Fourteen Holy Helpers are a group of saints venerated together in Roman Catholicism because their intercession is believed to be particularly effective, especially against various diseases. This group of Nothelfer ("helpers in need") originated in the 14th century at first in the Rhineland, largely as a result of the epidemic (probably of bubonic plague) that became known as the Black Death.

    The basic 14 are:

    Saints-

    Agathius, Barbara, Blaise, Catherine of Alexandria, Christopher, Cyriacus, Denis, Erasmus, Eustace, George, Giles, Margaret of Antioch, Pantaleon, Vitus (Guy)

    For one or another of the saints in the original set, Anthony the Anchorite, Leonard of Noblac, Nicholas, Sebastian, Oswald the King, Pope Sixtus II, Apollonia, Dorothea of Caesarea, Wolfgang of Regensburg, or Roch were sometimes substituted. In France an extra "helper" is added, the Virgin Mary.

    January 29, 2011

  • St. Christopher

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Osmund

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Giles

    January 28, 2011

  • There's something very weird going on with this entry. It seems to have generated a phantom entry without the "hemorrhages in general" part after the "end". Comments show up on the phantom entry page. I'm guessing it has to do with the quotes.

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Lucy

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Gomer

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Cathal

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Drogo

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Lucy

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Roch

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Servatus (also good for rodent infestations)

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Vitus

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Bernardino of Siena

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Notker the stammerer

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Christopher

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Ferreolus

    January 28, 2011

  • St. Clare (also the patron saint of television)

    January 28, 2011

  • Bonjour, P.

    I have an Italian question for you? Does "ad horas" mean "at short notice"?

    I am making preparations for the big French adventure, scheduled to launch in March. Paris, here I come. Le renard va s'ébattre dans l'ombre de la Tour Eiffel.

    I hope all is well chez Prolagus - I have fond memories of our visit to the Morgan Library. I do worry about the possibility of your getting mauled as you trap assorted critters in Central Park. Be sure to wear a pith helmet.

    Merci,

    Renard.

    January 22, 2011

  • A plum pudding with so few plums, they can be heard hooting at one another.

    January 22, 2011

  • A confidence trick used to finagle a free meal for a man and a dog. From Grose's Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue (1811):

    This rig consists in feeding a man and a dog for nothing, and is carried on thus: Three men, one of who pretends to be sick and unable to eat, go to a public house: the two well men make a bargain with the landlord for their dinner, and when he is out of sight, feed their pretended sick companion and dog gratis.

    By extension the term came to mean general trickery and skullduggery, see e.g.

    this reference

    January 22, 2011

  • See Hook and Snivey, with Nix the buffer

    January 22, 2011

  • See silent Bubis , from the 6:30 mark on the video.

    Also check out Ronni Ancona's most righteous dissertation on the word "obscurity" beginning at 2:39 on the same video.

    January 21, 2011

  • nephrite? bixbite? parisite?

    January 13, 2011

  • The most notorious jump in horse racing, Becher's brook is part of the most demanding steeplechase on earth, the (British) Grand National at Aintree. The jump actually has to be negotiated twice during the race – as the sixth and twenty-second fences.

    It takes its name from Captain Becher, who famously took refuge in the small brook running on the landing side of the fence. This was during the very first Grand National, when he was unseated by his horse, Conrad. The brook is now concealed under a line of cast iron drain covers.

    January 12, 2011

  • Someone who fears books

    December 22, 2010

  • Someone who loves books

    December 22, 2010

  • A book lover gone mad

    December 22, 2010

  • Someone who accumulates books indiscriminately

    December 22, 2010

  • Someone who uses books for divination

    December 22, 2010

  • A book robber or plunderer

    December 22, 2010

  • A book-worshipper

    December 22, 2010

  • Someone who devours books

    December 22, 2010

  • A book thief

    December 22, 2010

  • A book fiend

    December 22, 2010

  • A seller of books

    December 22, 2010

  • Someone who throws books around

    December 22, 2010

  • Someone who gains wisdom from books

    December 22, 2010

  • Someone who buries or hides books

    December 22, 2010

  • someone who desecrates books

    December 22, 2010

  • someone who reads too much

    December 22, 2010

  • As seen in the inspirational pimp business plan

    December 22, 2010

  • But .... at least one member of the word-pair should be a unit of measurement of some kind...

    December 21, 2010

  • A milliard is the European term for what wimpy Americans call a billion, that is, one thousand million, or 10 to the 9th power. In recent years, the British have also adopted the American terminology, rendering the term milliard essentially obsolete in English. (It still appears in French and German).

    The divergence becomes self-perpetuating. In English, 10**9 is a billion, 10**12 is a trillion, and 10**15 is a quadrillion. In the European system you need 10**12 to be called a billion, and 10**18 to be considered a trillion. And the word for that intermediate case of 10**15? You've guessed it, that number is called a billiard.

    December 21, 2010

  • A hobbet was originally a Welsh unit of capacity, later redefined as a unit of mass. Actual numerical values for the amount it represented appear to have varied by exact geographic location (and possibly the particular commodity being measured).

    Hobbitses, as is well known, live in New Zealand, have furry feet, and a marked predilection for secreting things in their pocketses.

    December 21, 2010

  • One megadeath is a term for one million deaths, coined in 1953 by RAND military strategist Herman Kahn.

    Megadeth is the highly successful thrash metal band formed by Dave Mustaine in 1983 after he was fired from Metallica.

    December 21, 2010

  • A mutchkin is a "a Scottish unit of liquid measure equal to slightly less than one pint".

    A munchkin is a diminutive resident of Munchkin County (or, if you prefer, Munchkinland) located in the kingdom of Oz. Some well-known munchkins are Algernon Woodcock, Nick Chopper, Jinjur, Ojo the lucky, and Queen Orin of the Ozure Isles. On November 20, 2007, the Munchkins were given a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

    December 21, 2010

  • It would be remiss not to mention the exciting "99 Luftballons" parody song: ( link )

    Jugs and orbs and darts and gourds

    Elmer Fudds and bouncing Buddhas

    Sweater stretchers, lung protectors

    Beach umbrellas, frost detectors

    Scooby Snacks and snake-eyes dice

    Jell-o molds and high-beam lights

    Every day I probably use

    99 words for boobs

    Humpty Dumplings, Hardy Boys

    Double lattes, Ode to Joys

    Hooters, shooters, physics tutors

    Bobbsey Twins and bald commuters

    Double-WMD's

    MRE's and PFD's

    Snow-white dwarfs, Picasso cubes

    99 words for boobs

    Gerber servers, holy grails

    Whoopee cushions, humpback whales

    Flying saucers, traffic stoppers

    Super Big Gulps, Double Whoppers

    Pillows, billows, Don DeLillos

    Soft-serve cones and armadillos

    Pimped-out hubcaps, inner tubes

    99 words for boobs

    Midget earmuffs, warming globes

    Strobes and probes and frontal lobes

    Knockers, honkers, knicker bonkers

    Smurfs and Screaming Yellow Zonkers

    Tannin' cannons, Mister Bigs

    Big bad wolves and Porky Pigs

    Jogging partners, saline noobs

    99 words for boobs

    Two-point jumpers, Bambi's thumpers

    Rubber baby buggy bumpers

    Rutabagas, Chi Omegas

    Schwag the showgirls show in Vegas

    Congo bongos, bowling pins

    Fast-pitch softballs, siamese twins

    Your claims I'm breast-obsessed are true

    We're quite a pair 'cause I'm a boob too

    December 21, 2010

  • First listed when capitalization was not an option.

    December 15, 2010

  • Ancient computer game, recently discovered by researchers at the Institute of Druidic Technology:

    See the wily Osric banquish the pesky bog-hedgehogs

    December 15, 2010

  • Very cool, P!

    December 7, 2010

  • Dear bilby:

    My mother taught me it was rude to bait, or otherwise pick on, the mentally deficient. Even those with royalist tendencies.

    Or are you simply bored and have set up a sock-puppet account just to amuse yourself?

    HRH Natasha and her consort Prince Boris send their most cordial regards and salutations.

    December 4, 2010

  • ruzuzu said

    If you were a list, I would favorite you.

    blush... But the sentiment is entirely mutual, querida ruzuzu.

    December 2, 2010

  • The chicken sexer job family is surprisingly rich:

    sexy careers

    November 29, 2010

  • Have you hugged your mayor today?

    November 25, 2010

  • All together now: "But how did the bear get that courgette?"

    November 25, 2010

  • I think we hold that truth to be self-evident.

    November 25, 2010

  • a cement bollard

    November 24, 2010

  • The Irish Daily Star's nuanced take on those responsible for the country's current financial debacle.

    November 24, 2010

  • Having a specific region of one's brain permanently dedicated solely to monitoring all input for the possible occurrence of a new specific excrement term. Because we live in hope.

    November 23, 2010

  • Academic "hotshot" Richard Quinn, exposed as being too lazy to develop his own exams, does a little "strategic management" of the situation by accusing his students of cheating. Warning: the hypocrisy in the linked video may cause emesis.

    profscam

    November 23, 2010

  • more angry birds

    (Seen on the kottke.org site)

    November 23, 2010

  • as seen here

    Maybe reesetee knows some of these birdies.

    November 23, 2010

  • Don't forget the tessellation pattern that's all the rage now for kitchen wallpaper: polyputthekettleon

    November 19, 2010

  • discussed here

    Discussion of the fermented herring starts at around the 10-minute mark, but the first part of the clip is also worth watching, for the discussion of hybristophilia (Bonnie and Clyde syndrome), the origins of heckling and, of course, the hilarious Kate Winslow dream and tomato-and-spider-pizza segments.

    November 19, 2010

  • A somewhat bemused discussion of this condition, hitherto thought to have been confined to statisticians and economists, may be found here .

    And since bilby is rumored to be back, the mnemonic diagram mentioned in my previous comment is below:

    November 18, 2010

  • Sewer worker's disease, contractible by ingestion of rat urine. As c_b has pointed out, the culprit is the rna virus known as the Machupo virus.

    November 18, 2010

  • Jane always was a lousy speller ....

    November 18, 2010

  • Cthulhu says:

    There once was a demon named Cthulhu

    Who was building himself a fine new loo

    When to his chagrin

    The elephants barged in

    So now Cthulhu's new loo is a zoo loo.

    November 18, 2010

  • November 19th might indeed be World Toilet Day, children, but did you know that the Japanese Toilet Association has designated November 10th as National Toilet Day, because 11/10 in Japanese sounds like the characters for "clean toilet"? *

    Here on Wordnik we bring you the news that matters.

    *: source - "The Big Necessity" by Rose George, one of the most under-appreciated nonfiction works of 2008. No bathroom should be without a copy.

    November 18, 2010

  • See also doctor deterrents

    November 18, 2010

  • Restore your virginity the 17th century way -- in only seven days

    Just send Fr Paco his airline ticket and a few cans of beans and follow the simple steps outlined.

    November 18, 2010

  • Isn't this what the dead father on "Six Feet Under" liked to eat in the afterlife? Or maybe it was pasta with fenugreek,

    yum. pasta.

    November 18, 2010

  • This is not so much a crash blossom as a news-of-the-weird item.

    November 18, 2010

  • Gosh, this new modem I was forced to buy to stop the red flashing light and get access to the interwebs is having all kinds of unexpected side effects. My phone line has developed a background wheeze suggestive of Darth Vader with pleurisy, and now it appears to be redacting out key on-screen text, in a disturbingly primitive cold-war kind of way.

    Pssst! Prolagus is even more charming in person than online. Hard to believe, I know. But those are the facts. I just report them.

    November 18, 2010

  • The only slight imperfection in my otherwise most delightful recent sojourn in New York City was my failure to win BIG in the Cash Cab. Possibly related to the Cash Cab's negligence in not picking me up in the first place.

    It was nonetheless reassuring to know that, had I been in the C.C., risking everything to come up with the term guyliner for "the kind of eye makeup favored by emo kids and Captain Jack Sparrow", my guess of manscara would also have been considered acceptable.

    November 17, 2010

  • Hi Pro:

    got your message. In case we don't reach each other by phone, 12:30 on Thursday by the entrance to the Empire State Building sounds fine. I will be there.

    Que alegria!

    sionnach

    November 9, 2010

  • Most hiccups are benign. But occasionally there's the bad-seed hiccup that turns to ........ MURDER!

    November 4, 2010

  • A prostitute pretending to be a man's wife.

    November 3, 2010

  • The watery fluid contained in the membranous labyrinth of the internal ear. (endolymph; see any medical dictionary)

    But see also the mobster and the KKK , which suggests an entirely different interpretation of Scarpa's liquor.

    November 3, 2010

  • Either "a fetid discharge from the nostrils", or possibly the disease that causes it, atrophic rhinitis, aka catarrh.

    Snotty vases

    "The origin of atrophic rhinitis, especially that form which is accompanied by foetor (ozaena), is still a question waiting to be solved. ..."

    The Diseases of the Nose, Mouth, Pharynx and Larynx: A Textbook for Students by Alfred Bruck (1910).

    November 3, 2010

  • A tropical storm that has not yet been named.

    November 3, 2010

  • Examples: united = untied; funeral = real fun.

    November 3, 2010

  • Pumpkinification, as in Seneca's Apocolocyntosis of the Emperor Claudius

    November 3, 2010

  • as seen here .

    Note: despite this lapse, Edith Z. is in every respect awesome.

    November 3, 2010

  • Like Omigod, Pro. I will be in New Work City next week. Will you be in town?

    November 3, 2010

  • ruzuzu asked: Okay, I remembered. Is there a name for the gunk that builds up on my mousepad and inside my computer's mouse?

    Two terms I've heard in this general context are hand salsa and keyboard plaque.

    In heating and air-conditioning ducts the relevant term is baffle jelly

    November 2, 2010

  • Shriek! This sounds so .... cruel. Those spacetime worms are pretty advanced, you know. Even to the point of building cathedrals .

    November 1, 2010

  • (referring to a network television series) to be on the chopping block, but not yet axed

    October 31, 2010

  • FABLE III: An acting company of British thesps, including Sir Ben Kingsley and Simon Pegg, lend their voices to this medieval videogame sequel.

    EW, 11/5/2010

    October 31, 2010

  • Complete the trilogy at home with Pixar's dazzling threequel, which finds Woody, Buzz, and their toy brigade ending up in a day-care center.

    (Entertainment Weekly, 11/5/2010 issue, page 8)

    October 31, 2010

  • Not everyone was a fan. Here are some of the terms that have been used to describe his music:

    aberration

    aural aberration

    abortion

    absent melody

    absurd

    agony

    anarchistic

    antichrist

    advanced cat music

    And that's just the As.

    October 31, 2010

  • I met Debussy at the Cafe Riche the other night and was struck by the unique ugliness of the man. His face is flat, the top of his head is flat, his eyes are prominent, the expression veiled and somber and, altogether, with his long hair, unkept beard, uncouth clothing and soft hat, he looked more like a Bohemian, a Croat, a Hun, than a Gaul. His high, prominent cheek bones lend a Mongolian aspect to his face. The head is brachycephalic, the hair black ...

    Again I see his curious asymmetrical face, the pointed fawn ears, the projecting cheek bones- the man is a wraith from the East; his music was heard long ago in the hill temples of Borneo; was made as a symphony to welcome the head-hunters with their ghastly spoils of war.

    October 31, 2010

  • Rimsky-Korsakov -- what a name! It suggests fierce whiskers stained with vodka!

    October 31, 2010

  • There's more psychological depth in Calvin Klein's Obsession than in Paulo Coelho's Zahir.

    __________________

    October 31, 2010

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