Monday, October 13, 2003

Weekend Wordosity

* I’m incorrigible.  You couldn’t corrige me with a steam-driven corrigator. 

* Dad always referred to a pina colada as a “penis colossus.” I now see he passed this tendency down to me, because whenever I open a bottle of pinot grigio, my current favorite white wine both for drinking and cooking, I can’t help but mutter something to myself about what I have in mind for the “penis egregious.” But at least I say it very, very quietly. 

The foregoing are examples of my current favorite neologism, one which was well-received by a variety of semi-toasted intellectual types all weekend long: WORDOSITY, or wordacious in the intransitive voice (yeah I probably got that wrong but I’m on a roll so just leave me an open road and don’t get yer fingers near my moving parts).  As in “My wordosity is boundless and unfettered.” I’d better get off-line before I dig this hole any deeper.  Thank you for your support.