By harlequin, on June 18th, 2012%
I have Google alerts set for my favourite current artists; Jack White, Nick Cave, and Tim Minchin. That way I get the heads-up on tours, new releases and other items of interest. Occasionally I get links to blog sites about these guys and once in a while something fascinating, like the 10 weirdest . . . → Read More: Must-haves on Monday
By harlequin, on May 28th, 2012%
Last week we talked about Kwirky Kwokkas. I wanted to give this piece a title which indicated it was the next in the ‘Kwirky’ series, but feared my love of alliteration might get me into trouble. Anyway, I was browsing through imgur and saw this:
It reminded me of an episode a few . . . → Read More: Naturally speaking
By harlequin, on May 10th, 2012%
1. Ripped off.
I was tooling about on the ABC Science site, following a great link on how to use play dough and LEDs to teach circuits to young kids, when I saw a link to the article Experts Debate What Makes a Healthy Vagina.
Now, I don’t know about you, but when I went . . . → Read More: Mildly maniacal tangential musings
By harlequin, on March 5th, 2012%
I have an abiding hatred of mosquitoes, and my nocturnal search and destroy missions upset Mrs H who is quite capable of sleeping through a plague of the whining, blood-sucking parasites. The thing is, once they start dive-bombing my ear with that penetrating whine, I just have to get up and kill them. I really . . . → Read More: Malicious Marauding Mosquitoes or Marvellous Method of Movement?
By Pokeybun, on January 24th, 2011%
Tintamarre (n) uproar or hubbub
‘Eric hated taking Vera to Ikea because of the tintamarres she had caused in the past.’
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By Pokeybun, on January 21st, 2011%
Pocillovy (n) the hobby of collecting egg cups
‘Vera did not want to visit Eric’s friend, Brad, as she had no interest whatsoever in pocillovy.’
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By Pokeybun, on January 20th, 2011%
Jumentous (adj) smelling like the urine of a horse
‘As Eric lay in bed next to Vera he mused that, while he liked her new blonde locks, he wished the chemicals had not made her head smell quite so jumentous.’
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By Pokeybun, on January 19th, 2011%
Flavicomous (adj) having yellow hair
‘Vera set off for the hair dresser telling a bemused Eric, “The flavicomous have more fun”.’
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By Pokeybun, on January 18th, 2011%
Thaumaturgy (n) the performance of miracles or magic
‘The speed at which Eric made the bottle of Jack Daniel’s disappear made Vera think he’d been dabbling in thaumaturgy.’
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By Pokeybun, on January 14th, 2011%
Zymurgy (n) the art of brewing
‘Eric told Vera that, if she was going to study telmatology, he was going to take up zymurgy.’
Sorry about the lack of a WOTD yesterday, I was a bit busy with other things.
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