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  • 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

  • Pretty monotonous and monotonously pretty (said of Boulez's Pli Selon Pli, 1962)

    October 28, 2010

  • One has in one's mouth the bizarre and charming taste of a pink sweet stuffed with snow.

    October 28, 2010

  • Douglas Adams gives the following rules that describe our reactions to technologies:

    1. Anything that is in the world when you’re born is normal and ordinary and is just a natural part of the way the world works.

    2. Anything that’s invented between when you’re 15 and 35 is new and exciting and revolutionary and you can probably get a career in it.

    3. Anything invented after you’re 35 is against the natural order of things.

    October 11, 2010

  • In 2002, Richard James of St. Albans agreed to change his name to Mr. Yellow-Rat Foxysquirrel Fairydiddle in exchange for a pint of beer. He paid $70 to make the change official, then realized he didn’t have enough money to change it back.

    The Futility Closet

    October 11, 2010

  • Lights are indeed lungs. When I was growing up I used to have to pick up the lights from the butcher so that Pussy 3-legs wouldn't go hungry. Malnourished mongrel dogs would track me all the way home.

    October 8, 2010

  • Hola, zoozoo. Que tal?

    September 22, 2010

  • Hola, zoozoo. Que tal?

    September 22, 2010

  • Once you open a can of worms, the only way to re-can them is to use a larger can.

    August 2, 2010

  • Laver's law sets out the timeline for fashion:

    Indecent : 10 years before its time

    Shameless : 5 years before its time

    Daring : 1 year before its time

    Smart : ----

    Dowdy : 1 year after its time

    Hideous : 10 years after its time

    Ridiculous : 20 years after its time

    Amusing : 30 years after its time

    Quaint : 50 years after its time

    Charming : 70 years after its time

    Romantic : 100 years after its time

    Beautiful : 150 years after its time

    James Laver, famous costume historian and a past Keeper of the Robes at the London Victoria and Albert Museum, was a noted authority on dress and its relationship to society.

    August 2, 2010

  • one step closer

    July 24, 2010

  • But why did the chicken cross the Möbius strip?

    July 24, 2010

  • as seen here

    July 23, 2010

  • This article makes an argument for hyphenation, i.e., finger-blast, but is ultimately unpersuasive. I find the arguments presented in this comment more cogent.

    Obviously, the same considerations about hyphenation apply to the term fingerbang, which is apparently currently less favored.

    July 23, 2010

  • Q: What do you get if you cross a kangaroo with a woodpigeon?

    A: The (uncommon) roozoozoo, sometimes known by the alternative spelling ruzuzu.

    Tee-hee!

    July 22, 2010

  • The following explanation is taken from this link:

    the deficit aviary

    Deficit owls believe that there is no structural deficit, and that most of the present deficit will go away when the recession ends. They also believe that in times of unused productive capacity like these, deficits are caused by the state of the economic system and that explicitly managing them by taxing more or spending less will not improve its condition, but only result in a downward economic spiral making conditions still worse. On the other hand, if real economic problems like unemployment, alternative energy capacity and production, infrastructure renewal, education, and industrial innovations are addressed through Government spending, then aggregate demand spurring private sector business activity ending the recession will result, and the deficits will largely go away except for those resulting from excessive private sector saving in the economy. In addition deficit owls believe that in a fiat money system, where there is no debt in foreign currencies, and no “peg” to such currencies, solvency is never a problem for the Government, and that while inflation partly caused by Government deficit spending can become a problem in such a system, this can only happen when full employment is achieved.

    July 22, 2010

  • Sounds like dyslexia to me.

    July 5, 2010

  • Even among WASPs, the recession takes its toll

    June 29, 2010

  • It was around the release of the third movie that the stress began to get to Edward.

    June 29, 2010

  • A lonely woman pines to belong to her local team, but knows it can never be.

    June 29, 2010

  • Crime-fighting otorhinolaryngologist tracks down the infamous Arctic Ripper

    June 29, 2010

  • Chinua Achebe introduces this year's edition of the SI swimsuit issue

    June 29, 2010

  • Hola, bilbster!

    June 20, 2010

  • Just stopping by to say "Hi". I own two of your books and they are high on my list of favorites:

    David's list of word books

    Welcome to Wordnik!

    June 20, 2010

  • If I were a bear, I'd be a talking bear.

    June 18, 2010

  • I would like to apologize for my earlier peevishness, and especially for using the word "betrayal", which was quite uncalled for and inaccurate. Obviously there was no such intent, though I believe there has been a breach of trust, for reasons I will try to explain.

    I respect all the work that has been done on the new site. I don't, however, believe that my recent frustration is an over-reaction. The content that made Wordie a rewarding site to visit represented a lot of effort by its members, whose enthusiastic, smart, thoughtful and highly idiosyncratic contributions had built up some genuinely interesting ongoing discussions. I recognize that integrating that material into a website with different architecture and higher traffic must pose some technical challenges; however, I believe that eliminating access to intellectual content, even temporarily, for the very people who built up that content, is fundamentally wrong. To do so for a period in excess of 6 months is completely indefensible and can only be described as an epic fail. User participation on a site like this is predicated on an expectation of reasonably uninterrupted access to one's own previous contributions (at an absolute minimum). When that expectation is repeatedly violated, it feels like a serious breach of faith by those who run the site. Arguing technical complexity doesn't really excuse it -- I'm sure it's complicated for Yahoo to store all my e-mails since 2001, but what the hell - giving me uninterrupted access is their job. It's what they do.

    So, while I certainly apologize for the acrimonious tone of earlier comments, I believe that my expectation to be able to access previous content is reasonable and that the site's ongoing failure to meet that expectation is a legitimate reason for deep disappointment.

    I look forward to participating more actively once this issue has been addressed satisfactorily.

    June 11, 2010

  • Usage example: Tellurantimony your Da borrowed her Topsy Tail styling kit to get ready for his hot date tonight, and that he'll bring it back in the morning.

    June 11, 2010

  • persico played a major role in sionnach's misspent youth, when he spent two summers working in the Berlin factory that manufactured and bottled it. It's sickly-sweet; the name derives from Pfirsich, German for peach.

    June 11, 2010

  • cummingtonite is still my all-time favorite! Maybe invitations to view this list could be send out on e-vite.

    (laffs uproariously at own feeble wit)

    June 11, 2010

  • For years, animators have struggled with a problem dubbed the uncanny valley, in which a computer-generated face looks almost, but not quite, lifelike, triggering a sense of revulsion among human observers.

    New Scientist, 5 June 2010, page 29.

    June 11, 2010

  • "Top of my wishlist for some time now would be the ability to scroll back through earlier comments on my profile page, and on discussion pages for words/lists with extensive commenting. A lot of people's earlier contributions are still inaccessible. "

    I wrote that 3 months ago. I'm asking for it again. How hard can it be? Really.

    There are comments that were made on my profile during my first year as a visitor to Wordie that I would really like to be able to read again. If they have been lost, then just say so, and I won't bring it up again. Otherwise, please at least acknowledge this request.

    June 2, 2010

  • Yes, indeed. Every possible list is an existing list

    June 2, 2010

  • My favorite Bobbsey Twins book was the one where they went to Hawaii. At one point Freddy and Flossy had to flee barefoot from the ever-accelerating lava flow that was headed their direction.

    I think the eruption resulted from Pele's anger because some tourist had made off with one of her favorite lap-robes.

    That damned Blipper!

    May 20, 2010

  • The third great lineage of living beings is the archaea. At first glance, they look like bacteria — and were initially presumed to be so. In fact, some scientists still classify them as bacteria; but most now consider that there are enough differences between archaea and bacteria for the archaea to count as a separate realm.

    The most prominent of these differences lies in the structure of the ribosome — the piece of cellular machinery that is responsible for turning the information contained in DNA into proteins. Indeed, it was the discovery of the archaeal ribosome by the biologist Carl Woese in the 1970s that led to their being recognized as the third branch of the tree of life.

    What else sets them apart? They sometimes come in peculiar shapes: Haloquadratum walsbyi is rectangular, for example.

    Olivia Judson; New York Times, May 18th 2010

    May 20, 2010

  • Youth, money and good looks, according to Eurotrash assmarmot

    May 20, 2010

  • The actual (official) mascots rejoice in the unlikely monikers of Wenlock and Grommit, er, I mean, Mandeville. The Guardian readers had some entries that were clearly superior, however:

    suggested 2012 mascots .

    Do I really need to mention that Billy the crack squirrel is my all-time favorite?

    May 20, 2010

  • Definitely one of my favorite internet headlines of the week; details are here.

    May 20, 2010

  • Silly 'zuzu! The reindeer are down in the den watching "Reindeer Games". It's a safe bet that they will mount a Ben Affleck boycott next Yule.

    May 18, 2010

  • It's almost as if there were some kind of blockage in your voicebox, preventing you from completing the full word and forcing you to repeat, overandoverandoverandover...

    May 11, 2010

  • The ideal resume will turn up one day after the position is filled.

    The colder the X-ray table, the more of your body will be required on it.

    One child is not enough, but two children are far too many.

    No matter which way you go, it's uphill and against the wind.

    The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.

    The hardness of the butter is directly proportional to the softness of the bread.

    May 11, 2010

  • Yes, indeedy. Many people look for Santa to be dressed as a portly, bearded older gentleman, ignoring the opportunity to chat with that charming fox lounging by the hearth. Little do they know, the unlucky bums ....

    May 10, 2010

  • As seen just now, courtesy of the Associated Press.

    May 9, 2010

  • A storage box hanging under a wagon or railroad car.

    May 6, 2010

  • People who go to a carnival to gawk, but don't spend any money.

    May 6, 2010

  • Circus slang for a camel.

    May 6, 2010

  • A fortune-telling concession.

    May 6, 2010

  • A deformed fetus preserved in formaldehyde and displayed in a side show (not generally used in the presence of customers).

    May 6, 2010

  • circus slang for a tiger.

    May 6, 2010

  • a zebra.

    May 6, 2010

  • a Ferris wheel.

    May 6, 2010

  • a sword swallower

    May 6, 2010

  • @thtownse

    It's explained in the comments page for gaslight

    May 6, 2010

  • Spot is a funny name for a penguin. Just sayin'

    May 5, 2010

  • Depending on how relaxed one's definition of "furniture" is, one might consider stonewall and gaslight as eligible verbs.

    May 5, 2010

  • I agree with oroboros and thtownse - to table something is to agree to postpone dealing with it.

    May 1, 2010

  • scary clown service

    April 22, 2010

  • cannibalus widowerus.

    April 22, 2010

  • Just another internet meme

    April 21, 2010

  • passementerie (10 S. viii. 448).— I am not sure that I know what " passementerie " is, but I think it is akin to gimp, and I imagine that "a hundred passementerie " may mean so many devices made of wire enclosed in a casing of silken threads, or of thread or cord sufficiently strong to be twisted into shape without metallic support. " Two doz. abeill pasmenterie " were perhaps twenty-four bits of trimming, more or less, in the form of bees (abeilies). They may have been for badges.

    Notes and Queries, 1908, page 54.

    April 14, 2010

  • Where is this mysterious Leiscestershire of which you speak?

    April 12, 2010

  • An offshoot of Bechdel's test, focusing on race rather than sex:

    (i) There are at least two named non-white characters in the main cast of a movie, who

    (ii) talk to each other about

    (iii) something other than race.

    April 11, 2010

  • Bechdel's Test is a way of judging movies based on the following criteria:

    1) there are at least two named female characters, who

    2) talk to each other about

    3) something other than a man.

    The rule was first introduced to the world by cartoonist Allison Bechdel in 1985 in a comic from her popular strip, Dykes To Watch Out For. According to Bechdel, it should be called The Liz Wallace Test, as her friend actually came up with it. The test, or rather the difficulty in finding movies that pass it, is a testament to the shocking (not really) lack of diversity in Hollywood production, even in 2010.

    April 11, 2010

  • Where are tags found nowadays? Or are they hiding in plain sight?

    April 7, 2010

  • Indioman's frustration is understandable. It's not just uncommon words that lack a definition. And it's one thing to have a dream of being the internet's most comprehensive dictionary at some undefined, possibly receding, point in the future. But right now, the front page trumpets the claim that Wordnik *is* already the most comprehensive dictionary in the universe, a statement so woefully untrue that it guarantees that the user will be disappointed.

    Anyway (I've said this before), why the current choice of listing the 4 dictionary definitions, while hiding the Onelook link under "elsewhere on the web", should be considered preferable to just providing a link to Onelook is not clear.

    There's something Microsoft-like about claiming superiority when there are no definitions for many words, and when the examples listed are often silly or meaningless.

    Perhaps I should go look up curmudgeonly to see if it has a definition. Oh, I see, "like a curmudgeon". Well, that's helpful...

    April 6, 2010

  • Go bpléasca gráinneoga cealgrúnacha do bhall fearga!

    (May malevolent hedgehogs blow up your manly part.)

    April 5, 2010

  • May your child not walk and your cow be flayed.

    May you fall in a nettle patch, and may savage dogs eat you one inch at a time.

    April 5, 2010

  • O Jesus, dear God and father of the lamb.

    Who sees us in fetters and in bondage so hard.

    As you made us Christians, protect us now from this scum.

    April 5, 2010

  • You're nothing more than a jumped-up, poxridden, mouth-breathing, knuckledragging, flapjawed, drooling, spam-mongering, owlchomper.

    April 5, 2010

  • Yes, folks, a Twitter version of Don Quixote is in the works:

    the Twijote project .

    Direct link to the Twitter site is here.

    Much as I abhor Twitter on principle, I must confess that there is something about this Twijote project that I find positively endearing. Its - ahem - quixotic nature, perhaps?

    April 5, 2010

  • *Contemplating a world in which head lice are big enough to ingest bears. Shuddering.*

    April 5, 2010

  • The autoexpanding comment boxes are appreciated. However, if you try to edit a comment, the autoexpand feature doesn't kick in, so that you can only see/edit the first four lines.

    April 5, 2010

  • Wouldn't it be more like dopey bears? Not to be confused with ursinsanity.

    April 5, 2010

  • Happy Easter to all my Wordie peeps!

    H

    April 4, 2010

  • According to this article in the Atlantic Monthly (March 2000), megahatcheries have done away with the role of the independent chicken sexer for hire.

    April 4, 2010

  • Well, obviously it means the same thing as absquatulant.

    The act of absconding is abscondment; abscondent is the associated adjective that describes the state of someone in the act of absconding.

    It works like "transcend". Not every potential derived form is listed for a given headword in the dictionary.

    (Bilby is out delivering the chocolate of Easter, so I am taking the liberty of responding on his behalf; you could say I am respondent...)

    April 4, 2010

  • merci beaucoup, Bill B.

    have a delightful holiday! (leaves a plate of stale green Saint Patrick's Day cookies and backs away ashamedly)

    April 3, 2010

  • “Criterature”, will combine an accessible reading experience with the comforting presence of stuffed animals or stuffed toys in a new way so that a child can literally discover reading while holding a comforting stuffed animal in the shape of an animal, creature, character, element etc. featured in a book pouched within the stuffed animal or stuffed toy. The book will also be in the shape of an animal, creature, character, element etc., featured in the book. The book will be pouched via a reseal able opening and pouch that will be as undetectable as possible beneath a deep, plush coat or cover. Children of all ages and adults can be engaged and inspired together by “Criterature” that will combine a hidden treasure of a pouched book with the warmth of a huggable stuffed animal or stuffed toy that will serve as a safe and convenient way to transport and store literature that can lead to further reading and learning experiences including those via “Criterature Critters,” “Criterature” books, “Criterature” video adventures, dvds, broadcasts, web links etc.

    March 31, 2010

  • as seen here

    March 31, 2010

  • A kind of variant of the Cupertino effect, attributable to spam filters rather than spellcheckers.

    March 31, 2010

  • In 1996, residents in the British town of Scunthorpe were initially banned from registering with internet service provider AOL because the town's name contained an obscenity.

    This became known as the Scunthorpe problem.

    Elsewhere in England, residents of the South Yorkshire town of Penistone and Lightwater in Surrey had the same trouble.

    March 31, 2010

  • Could we please have comment boxes that expand? I have been trying in vain to edit my previous comment to capitalize Scunthorpe effect, but am unable to do so, because only the first 4 lines are visible in the comment box.

    March 31, 2010

  • This is an example of a particular subclass of Crash blossoms - those that arise as a result of what we might refer to as the clbuttic mistake, when a spam filter replaces a word (or letter combination) deemed to be "rude" or "obscene" with a "less obscene" variant. For instance, "ass" is replaced by "butt", "tit" by "breast", and so on.

    The athlete whose name gave rise to the confusion? U.S. sprinter Tyson Gay.

    See also scunthorpe problem.

    March 31, 2010

  • Still, just as you probably do, I have a slew of unanswered questions that have yet to be addressed by researchers. What makes some domestic species—such as horses and dogs—more common erotic targets for zoophiles than others, such as, say, cats, llamas, or pigs? (Okay, okay, cats would be a problem.) Do zoophiles find particular members of their preferred species more “attractive” than other individuals from those species, and, if so, are they seduced by standard beauty cues, such as facial symmetry in horses? What is the percentage of homosexual zoophiles (those who prefer animal partners of the same sex) over heterosexual zoophiles? How do zoophiles differentiate between a “consenting” animal partner and one who isn’t “in the mood”?—aside from the hoof marks on their foreheads, that is. Why are men more likely to be zoophiles than women? Are zoophiles attracted only to sexually mature animals—and if not, does this make them “zoopedophiles”? What about cross-cultural differences? Is the tendency to become a zoophile heritable?

    Jesse Bering, ScientificAmerican.com

    March 31, 2010

  • A heatpad is something you apply to some part of your body to alleviate pain. The potholder-trivet distinction is an important one because, while the expression right as a trivet is a good and sensible simile, right as a potholder is just plain silly. As silly as a one-legged chafing dish in a thunderstorm.

    March 31, 2010

  • Dear ruzuzu:

    A bicycle is a major responsibility, and not without risk. Have you read "The Third Policeman"?

    March 30, 2010

  • Dale Peck is, of course, a bitter untalented assmarmot. The kind of resentful minor talent that stoops to calling his collection of book reviews "Hatchet Jobs" in a desperate bid for attention.

    March 29, 2010

  • regarding "Infinite Jest": it is, in a word, terrible. Other words I might use include bloated, boring, gratuitous, and -- perhaps especially -- uncontrolled.

    March 29, 2010

  • Rick Moody is the worst writer of his generation.

    March 29, 2010

  • Apparently the root verb is "impose". Who knew?

    March 29, 2010

  • I hear the brain shivers that come with it are to die for.

    March 26, 2010

  • Boris is entirely well-behaved these days

    peace on earth .

    We think it's the yoga that has transmogrified the moggie.

    March 26, 2010

  • And here I thought this was the word for the state you're in when the cat's got your tongue.

    March 26, 2010

  • I've seen this only as fritinancy.

    March 26, 2010

  • Breaking news:

    march planned for next august

    Sometimes capitonyms can lead to crash blossoms!

    March 26, 2010

  • as seen here

    March 25, 2010

  • "especially when the context of my entire page/account here would/could have been taken into consideration".

    I have no idea what this could mean. Do you have some kind of special user status that precludes comments? This isn't really that kind of site. Maybe you could buy one of those notebooks with a lock on it and furtively enter your super-secret hot guy names in it. After checking that nobody has followed you to the super-secret hideaway for the notebook, of course.

    Or you could just lighten up.

    March 24, 2010

  • Wonders what kind of bars reesetee hangs out at....

    March 23, 2010

  • See also faux comparatives

    March 22, 2010

  • That's what got Oscar into trouble, a little too much of that Doric cuddling with Bosie, if you know what I mean, wink wink, nudge nudge ....

    March 21, 2010

  • An astonishingly dull book, remarkably devoid of intellectual content.

    Here's what you can learn from this book.

    Chapter 1: Most 'spoonerisms' are probably apocryphal.

    Chapter 2: There is less to Freudian slips than meets the eye.

    Chapters 3-5: Mistakes and hesitation are an intrinsic part of verbal communication. Everybody makes mistakes, and while the particular pattern of doing so is specific to an individual, ascribing some deeper significance to verbal 'disfluisms' is generally misguided. In other words, the answer to the question implicit in the last part of the book's title is "precious little".

    The origin of verbal mistakes lies in the fact that speaking is essentially complicated. People who are tired, or distracted, are prone to more frequent errors; similarly, variation in frequency of errors with age follows a predictable, unsurprising pattern.

    Chapter 6: The Toastmasters hold speakers to a higher, error-free, standard than is actually consistent with normal human speech.

    Chapters 7 and 9: People are often amused by other folks' hilarious bloopers, particularly when committed by celebrities and captured on camera.

    Chapter 8: (probably the only chapter with the germ of an interesting idea) the frequency of occurrence of particular mistakes does shed some useful light on how the brain acquires language.

    Chapter 10: President Bush makes a boatload of verbal blunders.

    Amazingly, the author manages to stretch this thin gruel over a total of 270 pages.

    If most of the revelations above strike you as either blindingly obvious or completely banal, then you will understand why I give this book only a single star.

    March 20, 2010

  • Got something to say? Chances are you'll be needing a verb. In your native language, you won't really have to think about it - the correct tense and form should bubble up to the tip of your tongue, unprompted. If you're trying to navigate a foreign language, then you'll have to build a little reference table in your head, and do a quick table look-up to retrieve the correct form. The sneaky part: in many languages the most commonly used verbs are irregular, requiring extra memorization of the specific associated forms. The perverse truth is that, generally speaking, the more common the verb, the greater the degree of irregularity.

    Which is part of what gives books like this one their appeal. Wander over to the foreign language section in any bookstore, and you're almost guaranteed to find books which promise:

    101 verbs

    201 verbs

    501 verbs

    "fully conjugated in all the tenses".

    Psychologically, buying one of these books is a little bit like buying an insurance policy - it feels like a hedge against future problems, and depending on how ambitious you're feeling, you can invest in a greater or lesser degree of protection (I've even seen numbers as high as 1001, presumably designed for the true super-achiever).

    Of course, continued investment in this kind of book (and I have them for every foreign language that I've ver studied) also represents the triumph of hope over experience. As the cashier rings it up, you have a clear vision of yourself, spending large amounts of well-organized time with your new purchase. Just like in high school, when we cycled through the 250 or so irregular German verbs, on a 5-a-day schedule, which started afresh when we reached "zwingen".

    Problem is, without some external pressure to enforce the necessary discipline, it's pretty much a given that your resolve will start to slip, usually somewhere around week 3. I have to think that this is the explanation for the odd phenomenon that my command of irregular verb forms in several languages decreases as one goes down through the alphabet. Furthermore, I'd be willing to bet that this is a fairly general phenomenon.

    Strictly speaking, one should not hold the authors of books like this one responsible for readers' failure to engage with their product in a fully efficient manner. So let me hedge my rating as follows:

    if you are that rare person with the discipline to use the book regularly: 4 stars

    if you are like the rest of us: 3 stars.

    If you are foolish enough to be learning Russian, you will (of course) want to augment this book with a more specialized book dealing with those pesky verbs of motion. But that's a whole 'nother story.

    March 20, 2010

  • At times, when they were undergoing a particularly grim spell, the densely imbricate warty leaves were the only sustenance the Bronte siblings saw for months on end. No wonder Heathcliff was so prickly.

    March 20, 2010

  • Dios mio! Que esta pasando con Skippy? Lo habran secuestrado u algo asi, porque no se puede comunicar con el, a pesar de que nos ha dejado algunas huellas, se supone como pruebas de vida. Pobrecito! Espero que los criminales no le corten una oreja.

    March 20, 2010

  • I'm guessing these are the kind of morays that entertain a lot - social morays, if you will.

    March 20, 2010

  • "doozy rat in a sanitary zoo'd" be a palindrome if it made any sense.

    March 20, 2010

  • It's at the 4-minute mark. I wouldn't watch the entire video, if I were you.

    March 20, 2010

  • Hmm. "Three's compoundy" gets to be picked as list of the day......

    March 19, 2010

  • Gee, I wonder why this list didn't qualify to be a list of the day. Maybe it was too long. Not selective enough? Needed a catchier title?

    March 19, 2010

  • Whiskey for kids.

    March 16, 2010

  • The quality of being a kangaroo.

    "There is nothing so important as the legs in determining the kangaroolity of a woman".

    Flann O'Brien: At Swim-Two-Birds

    (pages 105 - 106 in my edition; used several times in the first exchange between the Pooka MacPhellimey and the Good Fairy, as they discuss the possibility that the Pooka's wife might be a marsupial)

    March 15, 2010

  • My mission is to empower aspiring entrepreneurs to achieve their dreams

    My dream is to develop a "killer app" which will quietly but efficiently deliver a deadly neurotoxin to the monitor of anyone retarded enough to type the kind of cliched drivel that you are peddling in any public internet forum, thereby eliminating your like from the gene pool and from the planet, where you are obviously taking up space and resources that could be used for the greater good. Now please just go away, take your high quality brand name rubbish and shove it up your bloody arse, idiot!

    March 15, 2010

  • Efforts by one investor to lay claim to all the hedge fund's profits.

    March 15, 2010

  • Coming soon to a field near you.

    March 14, 2010

  • I would like a polysyllabic word with obfuscated Greek etymology for "nuttier than a fruitcake", please.

    hyperpitacarponucleic, or possibly hypercarpopitamanic, or, taking the less appetizing Roman road, superfructoplacentophilic

    March 14, 2010

  • I like gull-cries and the twittering together of fine cranes. I like the surf-roar at Tralee, the songs of the three sons of Meadhra and the whistle of Mac Lughaidh. These also please me, man-shouts at a parting, cuckoo-call in May. I incline to like pig-grunting in Magh Eithne, the bellowing of the stag of Ceara, the whinging of fauns in Derrynish. The low warble of water-owls in Loch Barra also, sweeter than life that. I am fond of wing-beating in dark belfries, cow-cries in pregnancy, trout-spurt in a lake-top. Also the whining of small otters in nettle-beds at evening, the croaking of small-jays behind a wall, these are heart-pleasing. I am friend to the pilibeen, the red-necked chough, the parsnip land-rail, the pilibeen mona, the bottle-tailed tit, the common marsh-coot, the speckle-toed guillemot, the pilibeen sleibhe, the Mohar gannet, the peregrine plough-gull, the long-eared bush-owl, the Wicklow small-fowl, the bevil-beaked chough, the hooded tit, the pilibeen uisce, the common corby, the fish-tailed mud-piper, the cruiskeen lawn, the carrion sea-cock, the green-lidded parakeet, the brown bog-martin, the maritime wren, the dove-tailed wheatcrake, the beaded daw, the Galway hill-bantam and the pilibeen cathrach. A satisfying ululation is the contending of a river with the sea. Good to hear is the chirping of little red-breasted men in bare winter and distant hounds giving tongue in the secrecy of god. The lamenting of a wounded otter in a black hole, sweeter than harpstrings that.

    Flann O'Brien: At Swim-Two-Birds

    March 14, 2010

  • singing like a birdie

    March 13, 2010

  • What lyrical lyribliring!

    March 13, 2010

  • Someone who is addicted to exercise.

    March 13, 2010

  • Circled in DFW's dictionary.

    March 13, 2010

  • Circled in DFW's dictionary.

    March 13, 2010

  • Circled in David Foster Wallace's dictionary:

    DFW

    March 13, 2010

  • "All things are poison and nothing is without poison, only the dose permits something not to be poisonous".

    Paracelsus.

    March 13, 2010

  • This list worries me, frankly. I imagine all visitors to weirdnik unlucky enough to stumble across it, sitting petrified at their terminals as they succumb to the effects of undetectable (essentially zero) amounts of the various toxins not included on the list. Any practitioner of homeopathy will tell you that these dangerously low levels of exposure must correspond to a massive overdose.

    Readers of this page are urged to cover the mouth with a handkerchief, to avoid breathing in, and to back away from the monitor. Slowly, slowly, slowly.

    March 10, 2010

  • Preferred dining spot of the black-footed ferret, according to The History Channel.

    March 10, 2010

  • Perhaps 'randon' and 'chronium' should be replaced by radon and chromium, respectively (and respectfully, of course)?

    Detailed instructions on the preparation of ricin can be found in one of David Foster Wallace's short stories (in the collection of Oblivion.

    March 10, 2010

  • dontcry - I'm so sorry about your brother.

    I'll be thinking of you.

    Glad you enjoyed the banana page.

    A big hug from California.

    March 10, 2010

  • I almost never use this feature, because it almost always returns utter garbage in my experience. Sure enough, one try just now led me to the non-existent 'ekisha', with its monumentally stupid associated Vexample text. Complete rubbish.

    March 10, 2010

  • Now that I have become aware of the ASBO Fairy Tales book, I just have to have it!

    I have so many questions about ASBOs. How much fly-tipping before the balance is tipped from an ASBO to a CRASBO? What is the threshold decibel level for the lady who got the 'loud sex' ASBO? Does one suicide attempt automatically qualify, or do you have to be a serial self-killer?

    Whistling, for God's sake? Whistling can get you an ASBO? What has been happening in Britain under Blair and Brown?

    We don't need no stinking ASBOs!

    March 10, 2010

  • You might enjoy this list: manustupration .

    Then again, you might not.

    March 10, 2010

  • This is an attractive word.

    March 9, 2010

  • My list of lists seems to be intact. Sometimes I get the strong sensation that particular words that I entered have gone missing, but this is probably nothing more than the onset of senility.

    March 9, 2010

  • Come for the cheap relief of the morning after pill; stay for the Severe allergic reactions (rash; hives; itching; difficulty breathing; tightness in the chest; swelling of the mouth, face, lips, or tongue); chest pain; depression; lumps in the breast or under the armpits; partial or complete loss of vision or changes in vision; shortness of breath; slurred speech; sudden loss of coordination; sudden or severe headache; swelling of fingers or ankles; tenderness, pain, or swelling of the calf; weakness, numbness, or pain in the arms or legs; yellowing of the skin or eyes.

    Or choose among Acne; changes in menstrual flow, including breakthrough bleeding, spotting, or missed periods; dizziness; drowsiness; fever; headache; hot flashes; nausea; nervousness; pain; rash; sleeplessness; stomach pain; weakness; weight gain or loss.

    Maybe you'll be one of the lucky 1% to develop galactorrhea, melasma, chloasma, convulsions, changes in appetite, gastrointestinal disturbances, jaundice, genitourinary infections, vaginal cysts, dyspareunia, paresthesia, chest pain, pulmonary embolus, allergic reactions, anemia, drowsiness, syncope, dyspnea and asthma, tachycardia, fever, excessive sweating and body odor, dry skin, chills, increased libido, excessive thirst, hoarseness, pain at injection site, blood dyscrasia, rectal bleeding, changes in breast size, breast lumps or nipple bleeding, axillary swelling, breast cancer, prevention of lactation, sensation of pregnancy, lack of return to fertility, paralysis, facial palsy, scleroderma, osteoporosis, uterine hyperplasia, cervical cancer, varicose veins, dysmenorrhea, hirsutism, unexpected pregnancy, thrombophlebitis, deep vein thrombosis.

    Macmeds, may you develop all of the above and may the bowlegged teratogenic mutants that you spawn form a cult whose central tenet is the ritual disembowelling and cannibalism of the parent.

    March 9, 2010

  • I think you got it all, bilbykins. I got lazy after a bit and just stopped ...

    March 9, 2010

  • P_u: You should be able to fine-tune the size by adding width="ww" height="hh" options as part of whatever HTML statement you used to include it (if that's how you included it).

    I've replaced the HTML brackets <> with braces .

    An example of the appropriate syntax is:

    img src="http://www.imageaddress.jpg" width="40" height="100" alt="description"/

    Width must be 0-400, Height must be 0-1000, alt is a description of the image. All three are optional, but recommended.

    March 9, 2010

  • Oh, no ... over there by the woodpile ... it's the frozen, perfectly preserved body of a raggle-taggle gypsy!

    Let's not forget Australopithecus spiff-arino

    March 9, 2010

  • Although my main purpose in visiting the site is to warn the lexicographical community about the dangers of putting bananas in the refrigerator, I quite enjoy seeing a little poetry flash by on the Zeitgeist page. My own talents tend more toward doggerel, but each of us has to work with what we are given.

    Welcome to Wordnik, agatehinge!

    March 9, 2010

  • Vanish, you cretinous clarty-paps, you flambuginous fireship, you scaurous, shardborn snivelard. We have no need of your kind of hellbound hogminny here.

    March 9, 2010

  • "Aye, hatched, matched, and dispatched within a church, like most of us," Trish said as if she were saying something wise.

    When Will There be Good News?

    Kate Atkinson, 2008

    March 8, 2010

  • I am resisting the temptation to add culkin to this list, because I just saw Macaulay on the Oscars and he's all grown up now.

    March 8, 2010

  • Welsh idiom:

    Rhuthrodd ef i'r ty^ ‚'i wynt yn ei ddwrn.

    (He rushed into the house with his breath in his fist / = in a great hurry.)

    March 8, 2010

  • A Welsh idiom:

    Rwy'n barod i roi'r ffidil yn y tô.

    (I'm ready to put the fiddle in the roof / = to give up.)

    March 8, 2010

  • A Welsh idiom:

    Mae fy nhad-cu yn rhydiau'r afon.

    (My grandfather's in the fords of the river / = on his death bed.)

    March 8, 2010

  • Is it OK to bring my laptop in the sauna?

    March 8, 2010

  • So, do you listen to a lot of black metal?

    March 8, 2010

  • The latest in interplanetary travel technology:

    Actual working bacon rocket

    (May need some tweaking)

    March 7, 2010

  • Another thing you probably shouldn't do with your bananas

    (though they might glow in the dark)

    March 7, 2010

  • I'm trying to imagine the parade and floats for this; specifically the moment where they put the crown on the lucky young lady whose porcine charms have resulted in her being crowned Miss CRoP, Sow's Lick, North Carolina. Thereby perpetuating a cherished family tradition. See her wave her gaily manicured trotters as the throng explodes in spontaneous grunts of collective piggy adulation!

    March 7, 2010

  • Hmmm. Were you planning to serve kitty-kebabs?

    Cosi si cucinano i gatti

    Boris! Natasha! Avert your gaze!

    March 7, 2010

  • The nth taxicab number Ta(n) is the smallest number representable in n ways as a sum of positive cubes.

    The name is derived from the second taxicab number, Ta(2) = 1729, which can be represented as both the sum of 10 cubed and 9 cubed and the sum of 12 cubed and 1 cubed. Ta(2), also known as the Hardy-Ramanujan number, achieved immortality following an incident where Hardy visited Ramanujan in hospital. According to Hardy:

    I remember once going to see him when he was lying ill at Putney. I had ridden in taxi-cab No. 1729, and remarked that the number seemed to be rather a dull one, and that I hoped it was not an unfavourable omen. "No", he replied, "it is a very interesting number; it is the smallest number expressible as the sum of two cubes in two different ways."

    March 7, 2010

  • ruzuzu said: But ridiculously sloppy can be fun!

    Sionnach would never question the truth -- nay, the wisdom -- of this assertion.

    March 6, 2010

  • ruzuzu said: But ridiculously sloppy can be fun!

    Sionnach would never question the truth -- nay, the wisdom -- of this assertion.

    March 6, 2010

  • What do you get if you cross an anteater with a vibrator?

    March 6, 2010

  • What do you get if you cross a caterpillar with a parrot?

    March 6, 2010

  • What do you get if you cross a doorbell with a hummingbird?

    March 6, 2010

  • The whole 'eruv' thing leaves me completely bafflegasted. Why make truly restrictive prohibitions a part of one's belief system, pretend that honoring them is important, then actively seek all possible manner of ways to avoid honoring them by concocting a web of elaborate loopholes that fools nobody? It makes no sense to me, on any level.

    March 6, 2010

  • Smirk. Back atcha, ptero!

    (I am reminded that I am one of the few site members who has earned the right to deploy the silent 'p' without paying a toll to ptero - I hope the rest of you are keeping up with your dues...)

    March 6, 2010

  • My beef is not with you, 'zuzu, ma cherie. You are free to make whatever lists you choose. It is the official weirdnik endorsement* of what I consider to be a poor definition that frosts my eyeballs.

    But I daresay that I have given this particular peeve as much public petting as could be considered tolerable in polite society. Henceforth I shall just mutter inaudibly under my breath and wave my shillelagh at the monitor when possessed by pique.

    *: "Endorsement" not by specifying a definition, but by its elevation to WOTD or LOTD status, I forget which.

    March 6, 2010

  • The PBS Electron

    Bethel porn sect

    Herpes bent colt

    Select Beth porn

    Screen Beth plot

    Present to belch

    Breech pelt snot

    Splotch teen reb

    Presto belch ten

    Chortle be spent

    Nether blest cop

    The serpent bloc

    Help bent escort

    Shelter bent cop

    Stretch peel nob

    Respect then lob

    Cop lent sherbet

    Splotch teen reb

    Stop, bent lecher!

    Nether bloc pest!

    Censor Beth pelt!

    Repent, tech slob!

    Ten pecs brothel

    Help bent sector

    Oh blest percent

    Chortle, be spent.

    March 6, 2010

  • If you consider its pronunciation in the phrase "Honey chile", then it's a capitonym (according to the rigorous definition*, not the ridiculously sloppy version of "capitonym" promulgated here on Weirdnik)

    *: a word whose pronunciation changes depending on its capitalization status. See this list

    March 6, 2010

  • This might very possibly glow in the dark as well. Which might make it fodder for a Sailormoon attack. Or not.

    March 5, 2010

  • 19 local flavors!

    March 5, 2010

  • probably not suitable for work

    March 5, 2010

  • "Put on some music, swallow a Viagra, and adelante!"

    Gay prostitution scandal hits Vatican

    March 5, 2010

  • the secret of kells

    March 5, 2010

  • Hyoscyamus niger, a poisonous hallucinogen, called henbane in English because of the danger it poses to free-range poultry.

    March 4, 2010

  • The foxglove, or fairy's thimble

    March 4, 2010

  • Digitalis purpurea, the tall purple foxglove; aka mearacan si, or the fairy's thimble.

    March 4, 2010

  • John the Baptist's herb, Hypericum perforatum, or Saint John's Wort. It features in Irish oral tradition as a remedy against interference by the fairies -- specifically when experienced as depression.

    Geoffrey Grigson's, The Englishman's Flora , 1975.

    March 4, 2010

  • Oulipo would be another.

    March 3, 2010

  • Steve's deft way with a blade made him the moheck of choice at the Hillel centre.

    March 2, 2010

  • Well, I'm not about to make room for putative units "defined" only in terms of inequalities on my list. Maybe reesetee, or his robot-captor Reese Tee, can give it a home.

    February 28, 2010

  • Dead squirrels?

    February 28, 2010

  • I'd kind of enjoy hearing bilby's pronunciation of blphphemy. I'm sure I'm not the only one.

    February 27, 2010

  • phshole!

    February 27, 2010

  • What the hell are these mysterious phpects? And why are they suddenly sprouting everywhere on the interwebs? They're ubiquitous, as likely to crop up on a website about tourism in Melbourne as on the homepage for business consultants ABP International. Oops! Another sighting, this time at the Mater Hospital in South Brisbane. Is there any significance to their being sighted in the Urology department. What is going on here?

    Let's take a closer look:

    The following discussion reveals some useful phpects of shopping in Melbourne.

    At the Mater Hospital, South Brisbane, he has a clinical practice in adult urology, focusing on these phpects of urological cancer.

    The examples offer a hint. It would seem that the word that makes most sense in context is aspects. So what is causing this particular manifestation of the Cupertino effect?

    This week's New Scientist clears up the mystery:

    kiss my php .

    Wordknickers are encouraged to seek out their own instances of 'phparagus', and to speculate about its potential effect on the odor of urine.

    February 27, 2010

  • Dzud, where's my fodder? (Mudder is in the yurt, which is getting muddier and muddier)

    February 27, 2010

  • See scalar wave lasers.

    February 27, 2010

  • Apparently these odd critters also come in "advanced quantum" flavors as well.

    state of the art quantum scalar wave technology

    Not that the pretty violet gadget-thingy isn't delightful in its own way, but the suggested price tag of $3,300 would indicate that it is an accessory only for the super-gullible. Sure, it's got 16 "red laser diodes" and soothing violet LEDs. But a cursory search seems to indicate the availability of red laser diodes elsewhere on ze intranets at considerably less than ten bucks a pop.

    If the term "scalar wave" confuses you, an individual called Tom Bearden has written on the topic. However, be warned of Tom's apparent belief that Maxwell's equations of electromagnetism have been censored to hide the possibility of infinite free energy.

    As the New Scientist points out, this "confluence of vibrational healing and free energy raises the alarming possibility of a Grand Unified Fruitloop Theory (GUFT)".

    February 27, 2010

  • Where are they?

    February 27, 2010

  • Please tell me this is a misspelling. If I have to rearrange my mental furniture to accommodate this, it could be traumatic.

    February 27, 2010

  • But why did I call him "quicksilver"?

    February 27, 2010

  • Seth Godin also "edited" this crime against humanity.

    February 27, 2010

  • Grrrrrr!!!!

    February 27, 2010

  • To think that once I could take pride in sharing the stewardship of this list with reesetee. But now, there's new management, and my status has apparently reverted to that of chopped liver.

    Not that I blame reesetee, who has apparently succumbed to a more sinister fate, to be replaced by some kind of bot-creature known as Reese Tee.

    This is the brave new world that technological advancement brings.

    February 27, 2010

  • duneroller

    Cancel my Scythian vacation. It's just too risky.

    February 27, 2010

  • The pasilalinic-sympathetic compass, also referred to as the snail telegraph, was a contraption built to prove the belief that snails create a permanent telepathic link when they touch. The belief was developed by French occultist Jacques Toussaint Benoit and colleague Monsieur Biat-Chretien in the early to mid 19th century. The telepathic bond was theorised to have no physical limit, with communication being possible over any distance. By touching one half of the snail partnership the other will sense the contact and will itself move.

    The apparatus consists of a square wooden box containing a large horizontal disc. In the disc are 24 holes, each containing a zinc dish lined with a cloth soaked in a copper sulphate solution; the cloth was held in place by a line of copper. At the bottom of each of the 24 basins is a snail, glued in place, and each associated with a different letter of the alphabet. An identical second device holds the paired snails.

    To transmit a letter the operator touches one of the snails. This causes a reaction in the corresponding snail which can be read by the receiving operator.

    duneroller

    February 27, 2010

  • A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.

    James Joyce.

    February 26, 2010

  • I think I'm liquefying like an old Camembert.

    Gustave Flaubert

    February 26, 2010

  • Mozzarella has to be perfect and impeccably sourced or it's like eating a blind whale's eyeball.

    A.A. Gill

    February 26, 2010

  • At a guess it would be rhyming slang for "lies" (porkies = pork pies = lies)

    February 26, 2010

  • I doubt that art needed Ruskin any more than a moving train needs one of its passengers to shove it.

    February 26, 2010

  • A great cow of ink.

    February 26, 2010

  • zephyrs are for heifers

    February 26, 2010

  • When his cock wouldn't stand up he blew his head off. He sold himself a line of bullshit, and bought it.

    February 26, 2010

  • If Peter O' Toole was any prettier they'd have to call it Florence of Arabia.

    February 26, 2010

  • He is the bully on the Left Bank, always ready to twist the milksop's arm.

    February 26, 2010

  • Interesting, but a type I could not get on with. Obsessed with self. Dead eyes and a red beard, long narrow face. A strange bird.

    February 26, 2010

  • The world would not be in such a snarl,

    Had Marx been Groucho instead of Karl.

    February 26, 2010

  • on "The Prelude"

    The story is the old story. There are the old raptures about mountains and cataracts. The old flimsy philosophy about the effect of scenery on the mind; the old crazy mystical metaphysics; the endless wilderness of dull, flat, prosaic twaddle.

    February 26, 2010

  • The enviably attractive nephew who sings an Irish ballad for the company and then winsomely disappears before the table-clearing and dishwashing begin.

    February 26, 2010

  • He has a bungalow mind.

    February 26, 2010

  • For Mr. Whistler’s own sake, no less than for the protection of the purchaser, Sir Coutts Lindsay ought not to have admitted works into the gallery in which the ill-educated conceit of the artist so nearly approached the aspect of wilful imposture. I have seen, and heard, much of Cockney impudence before now; but never expected to hear a coxcomb ask two hundred guineas for flinging a pot of paint in the public’s face.

    Whistler sued for libel, won the case, but was awarded only a farthing in damages.

    February 26, 2010

  • Top of my wishlist for some time now would be the ability to scroll back through earlier comments on my profile page, and on discussion pages for words/lists with extensive commenting. A lot of people's earlier contributions are still inaccessible.

    February 26, 2010

  • "Owing to the lack of vampires, we used leeches instead"

    This must be one of the saddest sentences in the annals of science.

    February 24, 2010

  • a red herring

    February 23, 2010

  • A full-cream cow's milk cheese first produced in Cornwall in 1983 by a couple named Gray.

    February 23, 2010

  • Implying the decadence and affectation of artists, as supposedly embodied in the Aesthetic Movement of the late 19th century. Coined by Gilbert & Sullivan in "Patience":

    A pallid and thin young man,

    A haggard and lank young man,

    A greenery-yallery, Grosvenor Gallery,

    Foot-in-the-grave young man!

    Another usage example may be found here:

    a slender, middle-aged, long-faced, nervous, greenery-yallery cavalier.

    February 23, 2010

  • Can I have a blooming onion with my beer-battered, droopy-eared, paschal-chocolate-bearing marsupial?

    February 23, 2010

  • And, of course, bedouter.

    February 23, 2010

  • Azure pupils, eh? Now there's something you don't see every day. Marcel needed to get out more, instead of slurping down interminable infusions in that bloody cork-lined room, reminiscing about maman tucking him in every night, the snivelling little toad.

    February 22, 2010

  • Yeah, bilby. Respect the color divide. Don't want to be besmirching that lily-white list with impurities. Like scrambled eggs or eggnog. Oh, wait ....

    Funny, I didn't think it was a full moon tonight.

    February 21, 2010

  • Bad kitty! Why don't you use the cat box? I put new litter in it.

    February 21, 2010

  • If vegemite is heroin, does that mean Bovril is methadone?

    February 21, 2010

  • Pro and bilby: Thanks for responding. I don't have particularly strong feelings on the matter. The FAQ page does leave some leeway about what type of comment is welcome, so I can understand the potential for some confusion among new users.

    February 20, 2010

  • I don't know what the website is about, but if your first comment is a link, you are spamming.

    Well, yes and no. Maybe (not). I'm not arguing for or against this particular site, but it seems to me that we need to cut new users a little slack before pouncing. Not everyone is a spammer. In the past we seem to have been more willing to grant the benefit of the doubt. Maybe it's worth not abandoning that spirit.

    Pro and bilby - don't mean to single you out here. It's just a thought. It's not as if the site comes with particularly clear instructions, so some confusion on the part of new users regarding what is and is not appropriate is understandable. (Sorry, John and co.) Maybe I'd better stop before I piss off anybody else...

    February 20, 2010

  • Snowpocalypse Now!

    February 19, 2010

  • QRA is based on the Omura Bi-digital O-Ring Muscle Reflex Test, a university-proven muscle testing technique of medically accepted reflex points. This form of muscle testing is simple yet proven in dozens of research studies to be reliable and accurate.

    Don't just take our word for it. Read these moving testimonials from the LOLCATS: QRA - WTF?

    February 19, 2010

  • A recent biography of Leavis by Ian MacKillop explains that, after he had delivered his insulting lecture, calling Snow as intellectually undistinguished as it is possible to be, the Spectator wanted to publish it. Lawyers warned that it was libellous, so Sir Peter Medawar - a friend of Snow’s - was sent as an intermediary, to obtain permission. As Snow was suffering from a detached retina he could not read it himself, but his wife read it to him and, although evidently hurt, he immediately said it should be printed in full, displaying admirable magnaminity, a virtue completely alien to Leavis.

    February 19, 2010

  • But he was just warming up. There was no shortage of broadsides:

    Snow’s argument proceeds with so extreme a naiveté of unconsciousness and irresponsibility that to call it a movement of thought is to flatter it.

    Snow rides on an advancing swell of cliché: this exhilarating motion is what he takes for inspired and authoritative thought.

    It is characteristic of Snow that ‘believe’ for him should be a very simple word.

    Ouch.

    February 19, 2010

  • It was generally agreed that literary critic F.R. Leavis went a little bit over the top in his 1962 response to C.P. Snow's 1959 Rede lecture on the "two cultures". In his identification of the widening gulf between the cultures of science and the humanities, Snow, despite his credentials as a novelist, had let his pro-science bias shine through in a way that obviously got Professor Leavis's goat. F.R. Leavis's reply was memorable, though possibly more for the sheer vituperation of his attack than for the quality of his arguments. According to Leavis, Snow

    doesn’t know what he means, and doesn’t know he doesn’t know. The intellectual nullity, is what constitutes any difficulty there may be in dealing with Snow’s panoptic pseudo-cogencies, his parade of a thesis: a mind to be argued with that is not there; what we have is something other. ... As a novelist, he doesn’t exist; he doesn’t begin to exist. He can’t be said to know what a novel is.

    February 19, 2010

  • The little flap that dangles down from the face mask of the catcher or home plate umpire, protecting the Adam's apple.

    February 19, 2010

  • Actually I just stopped by in search of a definite or indefinite article. But I can see that I've come to the wrong place.

    But perhaps skybluecredit56 is really a resident of one of those mysterious other dimensions predicted by string theorists, one which has no need of such vestigial effluvia as articles. Either that, or s/he is a Russkie.

    February 19, 2010

  • It would be a bit labor intensive for the sheepdogs if they (the sheep) did suffer from wool blindness; in addition to the sheepdogs, each sheep would need its own personalized seeing-eye dog.

    February 19, 2010

  • I have traveled the country since age 6 from behind the dasykakosteatopygian rump of the family's licentious rickshaw driver, Finn McCoolie, and - let me tell you - that mofo sure could cut the cheese. In this situation, mapquest driving directions were of no use whatsoever.

    February 19, 2010

  • Or, as we say, novercal.

    February 19, 2010

  • A young Dionysian named Rhyton

    Used to like to prance round with a triton

    Said Bil B. "You git!

    I told you to quit!

    You've gone and poked holes in my python.

    February 19, 2010

  • Chocolate-covered roaches are indestructible. And deliciously crunchy to boot!

    February 19, 2010

  • The vicious Grub Street hyenas liked to portray his fall from grace as if it had happened overnight, but that was just further prove of their inexhaustible malice and duplicity", thought the former governor tetchily; "an objective review of events made it clear that the road from the Governor's mansion to the crack house, his via doloris of the previous nine months (with occasional detours along the Appalachian trail and the Avenida Rivadavia), was as slow, flexuous, anfractuous and tortured as the ascent to Calvary itself

    February 19, 2010

  • chained : *flings vats of brown M&Ms around*

    My natural shyness (and a healthy fear of cocaine-addicted poodles) has prevented me from joining the cosmic disaster that continues to unfold on this page. However, c_b's veiled reference to the infamous Van Halen "no brown M&Ms" contract rider prompts me to share something I learned in my random reading this past week. In his most excellent little book "The Checklist Manifesto", the uber-talented Awul Gawande explains that the notorious rider was not actually a manifestation of spoiled rockstar caprice, but that it had in fact been inserted as a deliberate (and very important) quality control check. In his memoir Crazy from the Heat David Lee Roth explained that Van Halen had been the first band "to take huge productions into third-level markets", that they would pull up with nine 18-wheelers full of equipment into venues used to dealing with bands whose gear filled a couple of vans. The logistics of getting the elaborate stage sets in place, correctly, safely, and on time was enormously complex. Failure to follow the detailed safety checks set out in the contract could be potentially dangerous to the welfare of both the band and the fans. So the "no brown M&M" provision was just a clever way of making sure that the logistics team at the given venue had observed appropriate caution when setting up the stage arrangements.

    I am a fount of random useless information of this kind. Go ahead. Just ask me.

    But this page scares me.

    February 18, 2010

  • I bet y'all pick at your scabs as well.

    February 18, 2010

  • hh: Are you just ransacking my old lists?

    dale counting sheep

    Ovine affairs

    February 18, 2010

  • The notification e-mails are multiplying again, like bunny-rabbits. Currently arriving in quadruplicate.

    February 18, 2010

  • Thanks, r_t. I have so far managed to resist Facebook. But at least I now understand what has been generating all those quadruple comment notifications in my e-mail inbox.

    Hoping that this comment doesn't show up in quadruplicate in other people's e-mail...

    February 18, 2010

  • Ooh! I actually *have* this fine book!!

    February 17, 2010

  • Have to register my disagreement with your spelling here, hh: this particular variant is not (and could not be) a legitimate Gaelic spelling. It violates the rule that vowels on either side of a consonant are required to be of the same type, that is they must either both be slender ('e' or 'i') or both must be broad ('o', 'a', or 'u'). I've seen both 'ciotog' and 'ciothog' in practice, but never 'cithog'.

    February 17, 2010

  • art

    February 17, 2010

  • The bed is cold, soft, rough, dirty, broken

    February 16, 2010

  • Retired Amish pass on their skills to the next generation.

    February 13, 2010

  • I almost never look at the Vexamples. The sorry assortment given for this entry reminds me why not.

    February 13, 2010

  • The term verborum bombus is used by the sixteenth-century English rhetorician Richard Sherry in his 1550 book A treatise of Schemes & Tropes. In it, Sherry says

    Verborum bombus, when small & triflyng thynges are set out wyth great gasyng wordes. Example of this have you in Terrence of the boasting souldiar.

    February 12, 2010

  • See verborum bombus

    February 12, 2010

  • The usual oath of Henry IV of France; 'gris' being a euphemism for 'Christ'.

    February 12, 2010

  • In bullfighting the most classic movement with the cape is called the Veronica, the cape being swung so slowly before the face of the charging bull that it resembles St Veronica's wiping of the face of Christ.

    February 12, 2010

  • A solipsistic twitterer.

    tweet-tweet

    February 12, 2010

  • The pseudonym that a Hollywood studio slaps on a film's credits if the original director insists on having his name removed from the project.

    An Alan Smithee Film: Burn Hollywood Burn (the onscreen title is simply Burn Hollywood Burn) was made in 1997 and released in 1998. It was regarded as one of the worst films of all time, and scooped five awards (including Worst Picture) at the 1998 Golden Raspberry Awards. The film had an estimated budget of $10,000,000 and grossed $45,7791, which, accounting for inflation, is less than Plan 9 from Outer Space (often labeled "The Worst Film Ever Made") made during its release. The film's creation set off a chain of events which would lead the Directors Guild of America to officially discontinue the Alan Smithee credit in 2000. Its plot (about a director attempting to disown a movie) eventually described the film's own production; director Arthur Hiller requested that his name be removed after witnessing the final cut of the film by the studio.

    Ebert on BHB

    February 12, 2010

  • A pseudonym used in London theatre when a part has not been cast, an actor is playing two parts, or an actor does not want his or her real name to appear in the programme.

    The US equivalent is george spelvin.

    Other generic show-business pseudonyms include:

    david agnew, traditionally used on BBC TV drama programmes in the 1970s on occasions when a writer's name could not be used for contractual reasons; and alan smithee, used between 1968 and 1999 by Hollywood film directors who no longer wanted to be associated with a film they had originally directed.

    February 12, 2010

  • A term for any group of three things or people, such as the three First World War medals (1914-1915 Star, War Medal and Victory Medal). The names are those of three animal characters, a dog, a penguin and a baby rabbit, in a Daily Mirror comic strip that ran from 1919 to 1953. Wilfrid, the baby, could only say 'Gug' and 'Nunc' (for 'Uncle') and a fan club was formed with members known as 'Gugnuncs'.

    February 12, 2010

  • The time signal on BBC Radio, consisting of five short pips and one longer one on the hour, the exact hour beginning at the start of the latter. Until 1990 they were officially known as the Greenwich Time Signal.

    (Brewer's)

    When a leap second occurs (exactly one second before midnight), it is indicated by a seventh pip. In this case the first pip occurs at 23:59:55 (as usual) and there is a sixth short pip at 23:59:60 (the leap second) followed by the long pip at 00:00:00. The leap second is also the explanation for the final pip being longer than the others. This is so that it is always clear which pip is on the hour, especially where there is an extra pip that some people might not be expecting. Before leap seconds were conceived the final pip was the same length as the others.

    It is frowned upon at the BBC to talk, play music or otherwise make noise while the pips sound, and doing so is commonly known as crashing the pips.

    (Wikipedia)

    February 12, 2010

  • Military usage in the first world war for 'pm'. The corresponding designation for 'am' was ack emma.

    February 12, 2010

  • "He disapproved of music-hall and in Podsnappish vein told Marianne Richards, 'I have a dream of Bowdlerising Bowdler', that is 'editing a Shakespeare that shall be absolutely fit for girls'."

    meaning: stiff-starched and extremely proper

    Introduction to the Penguin Classics edition of "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking-Glass", Hugh Haughton.

    February 12, 2010

  • Some potentially useful refresher material: grocery

    February 11, 2010

  • But what I especially like is the prompt delivery of all those neat-o gadgets from Acme that help me vanquish that dratted Roadrunner.

    Wile E Coyote, TX, USA

    February 11, 2010

  • as seen here

    February 11, 2010

  • It is true that one of the fundamental concepts in mathematics is the idea of a one-to-one correspondence between elements of two distinct sets. Satisfactory accommodation is nothing more than establishing such a correspondence between guests and available rooms, so bilby is not far off the mark, despite his regrettably cavalier attitude about the use of apostrophes.

    February 11, 2010

  • A French cartoon superhero, popular in Australia:

    pigeon boy

    February 11, 2010

  • The pigeonhole principle states that if n pigeons are put into m pigeonholes, and if n > m, then at least one pigeonhole must contain more than one pigeon. Another way of stating this would be that m holes can hold at most m objects with one object to a hole; adding another object will force you to reuse one of the holes. The first statement of the principle is believed to have been made by Dirichlet in 1834 under the name Schubfachprinzip ("drawer principle").

    February 11, 2010

  • Das Brockengespenst ist ein optischer Effekt, der zuerst auf dem Brocken von Johann Esaias Silberschlag im Jahre 1780 beobachtet und beschrieben wurde:

    Wenn der Schatten des Beobachters auf eine Nebel- oder Wolken-Schicht fällt, wird der Schatten nicht durch eine feste Fläche abgebildet, sondern durch jeden Wassertropfen des Dunstes einzeln. Dadurch kann das Gehirn den Schatten nicht stereoskopisch sehen und überschätzt die Größe deutlich. Durch Luftbewegungen bewegt sich der Schatten, selbst wenn der Beobachter still steht. Dieses scheinbar eigene Wesen kann zudem schweben, ohne sichtbaren Kontakt zum Boden zu haben. Die anderen physikalischen Bedingungen auf dem Berg, kühle und feuchte Luft, Stille, sowie die fehlende Orientierung durch mangelnden Weitblick und fehlende Nachbarberge, verstärken den subjektiven Eindruck der scheinbaren Existenz eines "Gespenstes".

    A type of ghostly light (or monster-shadow?) phenomenon first identified in the Harz-Brocken mountains; it also features in the Walpurgisnacht ceremonies in Goethe's "Faust".

    February 10, 2010

  • Reading Proust is like bathing in someone else's dirty water.

    February 10, 2010

  • Mr Waugh, I always feel, is an antique in search of a period, a snob in search of a class, perhaps even a mystic in search of a beatific vision.

    February 10, 2010

  • That's not writing, it's typing.

    February 10, 2010

  • He could not see a belt without hitting below it.

    February 10, 2010

  • So you've been reviewing Edith Sitwell's last piece of virgin dung, have you? Isn't she a poisonous thing of a woman, lying, concealing, flipping, plagiarizing, misquoting, and being as clever a crooked literary publicist as ever?

    February 10, 2010

  • "Then Edith Sitwell appeared, her nose longer than an anteater's, and read some of her absurd stuff."

    February 10, 2010

  • He is limp and damp and milder than the breath of a cow.

    February 10, 2010

  • ... a pig, an ass, a dunghill, the spawn of an adder, a basilisk, a lying buffoon, a mad fool with a frothy mouth ...

    February 10, 2010

  • Henry James has a mind so fine that no idea could violate it.

    February 9, 2010

  • Poor Henry James! He's spending eternity walking round and round a stately park and the fence is just too high for him to peep over and he's just too far away to hear what the countess is saying.

    February 9, 2010

  • It's not that he 'bites off more than he can chew' but he chews more than he bites off.

    February 9, 2010

  • Here is a link to Tolstoy's essay on Shakespeare: leo disses will .

    (There appears to be some difficulty with the links)

    A rebuttal is offered by Orwell, in his essay "Lear, Tolstoy, and the Fool", summarized here in Wikipedia

    February 9, 2010

  • the bubonic plagiarist

    February 9, 2010

  • In real life, Keaton believes in God. But she also believes that the radio works because there are tiny people inside it.

    February 9, 2010

  • Crude, immoral, vulgar and senseless.

    February 9, 2010

  • For those cases where grimm's law just isn't enough.

    February 7, 2010

  • No scientific discovery is named after its original discoverer. Named for statistician Stephen Stigler, it was first formulated by sociologist Robert K. Merton.

    February 7, 2010

  • When confronted by a difficult problem, you can solve it more easily by reducing it to the question, "How would the Lone Ranger have handled this?"

    February 7, 2010

  • 1. An object in motion will always be headed in the wrong direction.

    2. An object at rest will always be in the wrong place.

    February 7, 2010

  • Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.

    February 7, 2010

  • After an instrument has been assembled, extra components will be found on the bench.

    If you try to include these parts in the instrument, it won't work.

    February 7, 2010

  • The short-term effect of a new technology tends to be overestimated while the long-term effect is underestimated.

    February 7, 2010

  • If it were thought that anything I wrote were influenced by Robert Frost, I would take that particular work of mine, shred it, and flush it down the toilet, hoping not to clog the pipes. … a more sententious holding-forth old bore, who expected every hero-worshipping adenoidal twerp of a student-poet to hang on his every word, I never saw.

    February 6, 2010

  • Yellow Dog isn't bad as in not very good or slightly disappointing. It's not-knowing-where-to-look bad. I was reading my copy on the Tube and I was terrified someone would look over my shoulder (not only because of the embargo, but because someone might think I was enjoying what was on the page). It's like your favourite uncle being caught in a school playground, masturbating.

    February 6, 2010

  • a histrionic mountebank

    February 6, 2010

  • Thanks, John.

    In other news, the peregrinations of Mr Fox

    February 6, 2010

  • "I always thought Miss Minnelli's face deserving — of first prize in the beagle category. It is a face going off in three directions simultaneously: the nose always en route to becoming a trunk, blubber lips unable to resist the pull of gravity, and a chin trying its damnedest to withdraw into the neck."

    February 6, 2010

  • An acting style that's really a nervous breakdown in slow motion (referring to Diane Keaton)

    February 6, 2010

  • Diana Rigg is built like a brick mausoleum with insufficient flying buttresses.

    February 6, 2010

  • writing about Barbra Streisand: She looks like a cross between an aardvark and an albino rat surmounted by a platinum-coated horse bun.

    February 6, 2010

  • I nearly trod in some once.

    February 6, 2010

  • What can you do with it? It's like a lot of yaks jumping about.

    February 6, 2010

  • Wagner has beautiful moments but awful quarter hours.

    February 6, 2010

  • I love Wagner, but the music I prefer is that of a cat hung up by its tail outside a window and trying to stick to the panes of glass with its claws.

    February 6, 2010

  • I like Wagner's music better than any other music. It is so loud that one can talk the whole time without people hearing what one says. That is a great advantage.

    February 6, 2010

  • Is Wagner a human being at all? Is he not rather a disease?

    February 6, 2010

  • Wagner's music is better than it sounds.

    February 6, 2010

  • I loathe you. You revolt me stewing in your consumption.

    February 6, 2010

  • Mad, bad, and dangerous to know.

    February 6, 2010

  • The only genius with an IQ of 60.

    February 6, 2010

  • saturnine

    February 6, 2010

  • My comment immediately preceding this one was dealt with very swiftly (thanks, guys!), allowing me to enter and comment on a bunch of words on the list in question. Unfortunately, the glitch has now reappeared, so that I have been unable to comment on the most recent additions to the list.

    February 6, 2010

  • My comment immediately preceding this one was dealt with very swiftly (thanks, guys!), allowing me to enter and comment on a bunch of words on the list in question. Unfortunately, the glitch has now reappeared, so that I have been unable to comment on the most recent additions to the list.

    February 6, 2010

  • Carly

    Check out their glowing satanic eyes!

    February 6, 2010

  • Seen here .

    February 6, 2010

  • Not entirely clear what this is a measure of:

    website of the wisest human

    possibly it is a measure of insanity.

    February 5, 2010

  • Poor Faulkner. Does he really think emotions come from big words?

    February 5, 2010

  • He has never been known to use a word that might send a man to a dictionary.

    February 5, 2010

  • Here is Miss Seward with six tomes of the most disgusting trash, sailing over Styx with a Foolscap over her periwig as complacent as can be - Of all Bitches dead or alive a scribbling woman is the most canine.

    February 5, 2010

  • A tadpole of the Lakes.

    February 5, 2010

  • Mr Wordsworth, a stupid man, with a decided gift for portraying nature in vignettes, never ruined anyone’s morals, I suppose, unless perhaps he has driven some susceptible persons to crime in a fury of boredom.

    February 5, 2010

  • Dank, limber verses stuft with lakeside sedges,

    And propt with rotten stakes from rotten hedges.

    February 5, 2010

  • A bell with a wooden tongue.

    February 5, 2010

  • Thanks, John. I really appreciate it!

    February 5, 2010

  • Does this have anything to do with Grieg, or Ibsen? Or surstromming?

    February 5, 2010

  • A hack writer who would not have been considered a fourth rate in Europe, who tricked out a few of the old proven 'sure-fire' literary skeletons with sufficient local colour to intrigue the superficial and the lazy.

    February 5, 2010

  • ... a gap-toothed and hoary ape, who now in his dotage spits and chatters from a dirtier perch of his finding and fouling: coryphaeus or choragus of his Bulgarian tribe of auto-coprophagous baboons, who make the filth they feed on.

    February 5, 2010

  • A mere sodomite and a perfect leper.

    February 5, 2010

  • Thomas Gray walks as if he had fouled his small-clothes and looks as if he smelt it.

    February 5, 2010

  • He was dull in a new way that made people think him great.

    February 5, 2010

  • A hyena that wrote poetry in tombs.

    February 5, 2010

  • A Methodist parson in Bedlam.

    February 5, 2010

  • I can add entries to my "Everyone's a critic list', but once they are added I can neither view them singly nor add individual comments. This seems like a serious error to me; the ability to view and comment surely represents a core funcionality, and not just some esoteric frippery.

    As you can imagine, it managed to change my mood from excitement about starting a new list to disappointment and frustration.

    February 5, 2010

  • I am unable to comment on, or indeed view individually, the entries on this list.

    February 4, 2010

  • Go where the money is.

    February 4, 2010

  • A hospital bed built is a bed filled.

    February 4, 2010

  • People generally patronize the largest mall in the area.

    February 4, 2010

  • There's never time to do it right, but there's always time to do it over.

    February 4, 2010

  • The one day you'd sell your soul for something, souls are a glut.

    February 4, 2010

  • Don't take life too seriously; you won't get out of it alive.

    February 4, 2010

  • The amount of expertise varies in inverse proportion to the number of statements understood by the general public.

    February 4, 2010

  • The probability of a given event occurring is inversely proportional to its desirability.

    February 4, 2010

  • The frequency of human rights violations in a country is an inverse function of the number of complaints about human rights violations heard from that country. The greater the number of complaints being aired, the better protected are human rights in that country.

    Daniel Patrick Moynihan (1927 - 2003)

    February 4, 2010

  • If you write anything criticizing editing or proofreading, there will be a fault of some kind in what you have written.

    Ascribed to various people, including Erin McKean; the citation I have is to Australian editor John Bangsund, in 1992.

    February 4, 2010

  • Improvement means deterioration.

    (Coined by financial journalist Patrick Hutber)

    February 4, 2010

  • Galaxies recede from an observer at a rate proportional to their distance from that observer.

    (Formulated by Edwin Hubble in 1929)

    February 4, 2010

  • Neurons that fire together wire together.

    February 4, 2010

  • If it's good, they'll stop making it.

    February 4, 2010

  • I take major umbrage at that suggestion, c_b. But, in fact, the comments do show up in my e-mail.

    Thank you all for your kind remarks. I'm not sure what precipitated yesterday's outburst, but I have resolved to stick around and try to participate more.

    In fact, it must be time to start a new list. And somebody needs to take a flight down under to give bilby some remedial spelling and grammar lessons.

    And yes, c_b, I am indeed old. Practically ancient, in fact. Though I have yet to master the steps required to prepare the magical, mystical dublin coddle.

    Happy Groundhog Day!

    February 2, 2010

  • It's been what - about 4 months now since the body blow. I imagine this is how death from internal bleeding must play out.

    This morning, as on previous occasions, I am unable to scroll beyond the first 100 comments in the Zeitgeist history. It is still impossible to generate an accurate alphabetized view of any list containing more than 100 elements. This despite repeated requests for a remedy, spanning a couple of months now. It is baffling to me that this could be difficult.

    I love my former Wordie colleagues, but see absolutely no reason to keep coming back to this exercise in futility.

    Peace out.

    February 1, 2010

  • From Christopher Isherwood:

    The only fault I find with badgers

    Is that they’re such appalling cadgers.

    If you ask one out to dine

    He'll want a dozen of your wine

    To take home. If he likes your prints

    He'll bother you with clumsy hints:

    "I say, who's that picture by?...

    It's my birthday next July..."

    Once, one asked me for my car -

    This was going rather far -

    So I said, "Wouldn't you rather

    Take this ring? It belonged to my father;

    It's set with diamonds." Calm and bland,

    He thanked me and held out his hand.

    I had an apoplectic fit:

    The Badger walked away with it.

    January 31, 2010

  • Amy was always the most violent one in the Gdalotomy family.

    January 27, 2010

  • Story of the infamous "balloon dog" hoax perpetrated by a family of attention-craving media whores in pursuit of their own reality TV show.

    January 26, 2010

  • Josh Bazell's debut novel is recommended only for the truly masochistic.

    January 26, 2010

  • Read about Bono's plan to achieve world peace by haranguing aggressor nations from on high as he conducts a round the world balloon trip. Should it end in (a) spontaneous combustion of a narcissist (b) the group's assumption into heaven, speaking in tongues and surrounded by tongues of fire, or (c) a fiery Hindenburg-like conflagration? Vote early and often at the book's website www.burnbonoburn.com

    January 26, 2010

  • In Malcolm Gladwell's latest offering, he tells us more about the gastrointestinal system of sheep than we ever wanted to know.

    January 26, 2010

  • In the title story of last year's breakout short story collection, a gang of marauding babies ravages the mall.

    January 26, 2010

  • My but these Outlanders turn a quaint phrase, in the name of Bridget.

    January 26, 2010

  • I bet this would be great to feague horsies with!

    January 26, 2010

  • If a Press-man Takes too much Inck with his Balls, he Beats Fat (typog.)

    January 23, 2010

  • "to turn down the frisket and tympan by the same motion"

    (As is well-known, friskets and tympans are specific doohickeys on a printing press)

    January 23, 2010

  • According to the OED: (typogr.) a colon followed by a dash, regarded as forming a shape resembling the male sexual organs

    See, e.g. OED typography

    January 23, 2010

  • This may be more of a garden path sentence than a crash blossom.

    Courtesy of New York Daily News

    January 23, 2010

  • Is this really a regional variation? I thought that it was common practice in all parts of Germany to use 'zwo' rather than 'zwei' when quoting phone numbers, to avoid any potential confusion with the digit 'drei'.

    January 21, 2010

  • Special sale on oats for goats. Only five groats!

    January 20, 2010

  • You know what I find? People who engage in frequent umbrage-taking really get my goat. The explanation for this is a little murky, but I think it has something to do with the beast's incorrigible tendency to wander into the umbrage patch and start nibbling. Next thing you know, it's been hustled into the thieving rascals' umbrage sack.

    Damned umbrage takers! They really get my goat.

    January 20, 2010

  • "I canna make out objects at all. Still, the light of the sun causes me pain, so I must shield my eyes when venturing out...."

    Hoots mon, och aye! There needs should be a moratorium on the use of cliches like "canna" by lazy authors trying to establish their Highland cred.

    January 20, 2010

  • And now Cadbury's has been taken over by those soulless Kraft people. Goshdarnit!

    January 20, 2010

  • The names given by composer Robert Schumann to personifications of differing aspects of his personality - Florestan is impetuous, flamboyant and outgoing, while Eusebius is more reserved and contemplative.

    January 20, 2010

  • slang term for a retirement community

    January 20, 2010

  • from cingcis, Pentecost.

    - Michael Traynor's The English Dialect of Donegal, 1953

    January 20, 2010

  • A child's toy, made of the larger bone of a pig's foot and two worsted strings, and worked so as to give a snoring sound.

    - Alexander Warrack's Scots Dialectic Dictionary, 1911

    January 20, 2010

  • Encouragement and promulgation of the use of Flemish

    January 20, 2010

  • A daily challenge to flex and expand one's vocabulary:

    QQ

    January 19, 2010

  • "Removing the tip from a wedge of brie (the most desirable part)"

    Is this received wisdom handed down from on high by the Select Council on brie-manging? Is there no room for a kind of Jack Sprat & consort scenario wherein peace would reign supreme and pointing would be irrelevant? Frankly, I've never given all that much thought to which part of the brie I was nibbling.

    Hernesheir: Rumor has it that the mathematics department in Berkeley has been collaborating with local dairymakers in the construction of - fractal cheese wedges ! So that might pose some problems for your algorithm.

    I'm going out to re-measure the coastline.

    January 19, 2010

  • Like a one-woman vigilante, Martha Brockenbrough exposes assorted crimes against the English language and offers crisp, witty advice on spelling, grammar, and usage to the offenders. Her favored tactic is the open letter, wherein she points out the mistakes in (gently) mocking fashion, then goes on to suggest remedies. All with infinitely greater wit than that bore Lynne Truss, in this reviewer's opinion.

    Her point of view is stated with admirable clarity on page 3:

    "It is time for those of us who love and respect our language to take it back. Clear, grammatical communication is society's foundation. It is what helps us understand and be understood. If we let that bedrock crumble from neglect, or if we actively chip away at it in a misguided fit of anti-intellectualism, then we run the risk of watching the world around us collapse."

    Ms Brockenbrough covers familiar terrain, efficiently and entertainingly, in ten chapters (250 pages):

    Grammar for spammers and pop stars.

    Vizzinis, Evil Twins, and Vampires.

    You Put a Spell on Me.

    Vulgar Latin and Latin Lovers.

    $%&*#$ Punctuation

    No, You Can't Has Cheezburger? The Parts of Speech and How Sentences Form.

    Things that Make Us Tense.

    Cliches - why Shakespeare is a Pox Upon Us.

    The Enemy Within - Flab, Jargon, and the People in your Office.

    Rules that Never Were, are no More, and Should be Broken.

    Whether taking David Hasselhoff to task for describing his life story as 'heart-rendering' or enumerating all 21 errors in Congressman Mark Foley's now-infamous erotic text message to a congressional page ("the word is not spelled 'buldge'; 'one-eyed snake' needs a hyphen; 'hand job' has only one a"), Martha Brockenbrough is never less than entertaining.

    This book is both a welcome, witty salvo in the war against bad English and a hilariously helpful guide on how to avoid it.

    January 18, 2010

  • Various editions of this book are available online in digitized form. But that shouldn't stop you from getting your own physical copy. Nothing can rival the joy of browsing through it - you're bound to learn something fascinating along the way. As Terry Pratchett says in the Foreword, it's a storehouse of "little parcels of serendipitous information of a kind that are perhaps of no immediate use, but which are, nevertheless very good for the brain."

    First published in 1870, Brewer's has flourished for over a century. It has always been the reference book that "reaches the parts others cannot", the option you try if what you are looking for is not in a standard dictionary or encyclopedia. Even if you don't find what you're looking for, chances are you'll uncover something even more interesting. The fact that it has reached its 17th edition (published in 2005) suggests that it clearly meets a need, even if its exact scope can be hard to pin down precisely. Certainly, one need look no further with a question about ‘traditional’ myths and legends – from the Erymanthian boar to the Swan of Tuonela, from Aarvak and the Abbasids to zombies and Zoroastrians, they’re all covered. The latest edition updates the mythical pantheon to include such creatures as the Balrog and Nazgûl, Voldemort and Dumbledore, the Psammead and Zaphod Beeblebrox, to name only a few.

    This edition incorporates many new features to tempt the reader -- a listing of idioms from Spanish, French, and German, first lines in fiction, assorted sayings attributed to Sam Goldwyn, curious place names in Great Britain and Ireland, the dogs, horses, and last words of various historical and fictional figures. So, while looking for information on freemasonry, you may find yourself diverted to learn that French people don’t dress to the nines – instead they put on their thirty-one, perhaps in preparation for a bout of window pane licking (window shopping). And if that femme fatale you met last night stands you up this evening, it may be that she has other cats to whip. Or it could be that she has received a messenger from Rome (who might be called Aunt Flo by an English speaker).

    But as always, it’s the weird tidbits, stumbled across by sheer accident, that are the real delight. For instance, I could certainly have gotten through my entire life without knowing about the blue men of the Minch . But knowing that they are legendary beings who haunt the Minches (the channels separating the Outer Hebrides from the rest of Scotland), occasionally bothering sailors, enriches my life. The added information that they are either kelpies or fallen angels, and are reputed to drag mariners to the bottom of the sea if they fail to answer questions in rhyming couplets (in Gaelic, naturally), fills me with unutterable glee.

    As do most of the entries in this terrific reference book.

    January 18, 2010

  • The best parts of this intermittently fascinating book by Michael Adams are those where he gives free rein to his enthusiasm for the recondite details of slang for a hugely diverse array of "language communities". The specific slang terms that he includes, from sources such as

    * inhabitants of the Buffieverse (Professor Adams is an acknowledged expert on Slayer slang)

    * restaurant jargon

    * stamp-collecting

    * snowboarding

    * soccer moms

    * raver culture

    * "hip" and "raunch" cultures

    * different online social networks

    are hugely entertaining and are by far the best part of this book.

    For those who just get a kick out of language, but who have neither a background in linguistics nor any professional involvement, the main attraction of this book will probably lie in these concrete examples (and the author's obvious delight in presenting them). Professor Adams does have his academic career to consider, so the book also contains a certain amount of - how to put this delicately - less accessible prose (you know, the kind of headache-inducing bumf that members of the academy seem to feel obliged to cobble together to confuse/intimidate/bore their colleagues and rivals into submission). I've never really been clear about why academic prose is so uniformly impenetrable. Since I am disposed to like Professor Adams, who establishes himself as a genial guide with a good sense of humor in the first two chapters, I will spare everyone the cheap shot of picking out a particularly bad sentence to mock as part of this review. Professor Adams has mercifully confined most of the worst academic jargon to the final chapter (roughly the last 40 pages out of 200), and for all I know, if you are steeped in Chomsky's linguistic theories and have a particular interest in cognitive linguistics (heck, if you even know what that is), it might be smooth sailing for you. But it's a safe bet that most people will have tuned out well before they reach that final tormented (and more or less incomprehensible) "slang as linguistic spandrel" metaphor.

    In a way, I felt kind of sorry for Professor Adams, that he felt the need to get all theoretical on us towards the end. At the outset, he appears to set himself a baffling, and completely unnecessary challenge, namely to come up with a definition of "slang". Not too surprisingly, he fails to do this in any convincing way, but I think perhaps he was just using the definition challenge as a device around which to structure his thoughts about slang. Other than the Chomsky-fest in the final chapter, the author's general remarks about slang (it represents a deliberate break with established conventions, often with the intent of defining a particular 'in'-group; commonly serves as a vehicle for people to show off their linguistic prowess/indulge their pleasure in language games) don't go beyond anything you hadn't already figured out for yourself.

    There were two specific points where I just couldn't share the author's enthusiasm (which just seemed endearingly goofy, but weird).

    Homeric infixing (the reference is to the Simpsons, not the Odyssey), exemplified by "edumacation", "saxamaphone", or the hideous Flanders variation where the infix is 'diddly', is neither as clever or as fascinating as Professor Adams appears to think. The amount of space devoted to this single linguistic tic was vast, baffling, and lethally boring.

    The phrase "how's it going, protozoan?" might have seemed clever, once, when some member of the author's family coined it at the breakfast table. It is not a phrase that deserves to appear in print more than once. That it appears repeatedly throughout the book, often in conjunction with even more regrettable phrases, such as "Please don't pout, my sauerkraut" and "Don't rock the boat, you billy goat!" is unfortunate, to say the least. It was as if Teddy Ruxpin had suddenly joined the debate.

    I was perfectly happy to excuse these lapses, given that the author provided several more entries to add to my list of euphemisms for the specific activity variously known as:

    bash the bishop, grip the gorilla, paddle the pickle, punish the pope, rub your radish, wave your wand, jerk the gherkin, tickle the pickle, yank the plank, jerk your jewels, gallop the antelope, etc etc etc...

    Other pleasures included the hundred or more slang terms for ecstasy included in the first chapter, the primer on dating and sex terms used by young soccer moms ('perma-laid', 'flirt buddies', 'coin-slot shot', 'spliff'), slayer slang, and snowboarding jargon. Not to mention learning such necessary urban survival terms as 'bagpiping', 'maple bar', 'lobbin' and 'cherryoke'. That last one is what you lose at your first karaoke performance - the others you'll have to research for yourself.

    Read this book for the fun examples and Michael Adams's infectious enthusiasm for language. The final 40 pages should be attempted only if you are feeling particularly masochistic.

    January 18, 2010

  • This is an undisciplined dog's breakfast of a book. David Crystal, the author of such previous books as "How Language Works", and "The Stories of English" is a highly respected commentator on language. For the life of me, I have never been able to figure out why - he has a flair for dullness that is remarkable.

    The blurb on the back cover describes this book as "a jaunty Bill Bryson-esque exploration of (the English) language by a foremost expert on the subject", which I probably should have interpreted as a warning of the sloppy, disorganized, stream-of-consciousness muddle within. I don't know much about the publishers of this mess, the Overlook Press, but the available evidence suggests that their budget didn't actually run to hiring an editor.

    For almost 300 pages, Professor Crystal wanders the backroads of Wales and the west of England (with an occasional excursion to Silicon Valley and to Lodz) and bores us with his random free-associations about local place names and language communities as he does so. Unfortunately, these observations never rise above the pedestrian - the chapter about San Francisco is almost lethally soporific, and the only adequate description of his occasional efforts at wit is the phrase "epic fail".

    This book seemed like a throwaway effort from an author whose previous books were far better.

    January 18, 2010

  • Here's a partial list of Sionnach's books about words and language . Not as impressive as other's dictionary lists, but what can you do?

    January 18, 2010

  • Thanks, john!

    January 18, 2010

  • Listing alphabetically still doesn't work for lists with more than 100 entries; for example, my list X's Y where X is somebody's name.

    January 18, 2010

  • Google gambles on the battle of Beijing

    January 15, 2010

  • The term used for the herpetological version of the Nibelungen saga.

    Also, the activity (speaking with a snake) that got Adam and Eve expelled from the garden of Eden; what JK Rowling refers to as speaking in Parseltongue (see also fourchelang.

    January 15, 2010

  • The adjectival form is presumably "bilbypygian".

    January 15, 2010

  • Well, if young Matt is any relation to Tanya Harding's skater-wacking boyfriend Jeff, he's got all the white trash genes of a discommodious jackanapes.

    January 14, 2010

  • I have a list of metaphysical, metaphorical places and one that is just metaphorical places

    January 13, 2010

  • "in my head was that other potent place, conjured up by the smell of dung and paraffin, the felt-shod tittuping sound of a donkery's hooves, kites floating in a Wedgwood blue skay, the baroque gaiety of Arabic script".

    Penelope Lively, "Moon Tiger".

    January 13, 2010

  • The moon tiger is a green coil that slowly burns all night, repelling mosquitoes, dropping away into lengths of grey ash, its glowing red eye a companion of the hot insect-rasping darkness.

    (Penelope Lively, in the book of the same name)

    January 13, 2010

  • An unbreakable toy is useful for breaking other toys.

    January 13, 2010

  • The person who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone to blame.

    January 13, 2010

  • Necessity is the mother of strange bedfellows.

    January 13, 2010

  • There is no such thing as a large whiskey.

    January 13, 2010

  • So why have we lost bilby and gangerh? And when will the screaming stop?

    January 13, 2010

  • Thanks for the link, erin. John's Onelook bookmarklet doesn't work for me either (in Firefox).

    January 12, 2010

  • Bounty has competition!

    January 12, 2010

  • I miss Wordie as well. So many things here that seem completely basic still don't work. The inability to get complete listings of comments on lists and profiles is particularly irritating - how hard can this be? And, as I have noted previously, for a site that bills itself as being primarily an online dictionary, the sparseness of definitions is astonishing. Previously available functionality (e.g. onelook and the other buttons) is either unavailable, or hidden so well that you could spend an afternoon trying to find it. Adding words, adding comments, finding comments - all harder than before. It's disappointing.

    January 9, 2010

  • Clever pigs make cunning hams.

    January 9, 2010

  • Also known as erotomania, a type of delusion in which the affected person believes that another person, usually a stranger, is in love with him or her.

    This disorder plays a key role in Ian McEwan's novel "Enduring Love".

    January 8, 2010

  • A traditional Vietnamese verse form. "Lục bat" is Sino-Vietnamese for "six eight", referring to the alternating lines of six and eight syllables. It will always begin with a six-syllable line and end with an eight-syllable one.

    January 7, 2010

  • A hen which has ceased to lay; figuratively, a woman past child-bearing.

    January 7, 2010

  • food left on one's plate after a meal is finished.

    January 7, 2010

  • The tendency of a plant to resist disease due to a protective covering, such as a thick cuticle, that prevents inoculation.

    January 6, 2010

  • A surgical procedure for correcting hernia

    January 6, 2010

  • Got a crying baby? Here’s an urawaza – a quirky, everyday tip from Japan – on how to stop a baby from crying instantly: make a slurpy sound with a mouthful of water!

    As seen here

    January 2, 2010

  • Four holy women transformed by cheese

    January 2, 2010

  • Maybe some prankster feagued the horse, thereby complicating matters.

    December 22, 2009

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