Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Recycling Recremental Language

I don't write anymore. I'm just putting that out there to start with. I have come to certain conclusions about what I want in life and being an acclaimed author is not sincerely on my list. I still want to be on the David Letterman show, but I don't know how I'm going to get there yet.

This is all tangenital. What I really want to get out there is that I just love words. Big ones, long ones, fat ones, skinny ones. I love words. Unfortunately, it would seem they are potentially in danger of extinction. Therefore, I am calling on you, dear reader of this blog - this mountain of letters and skyline of words - to choose one or two obscure words to bring back into the fold of our national, creative, bendy, ambitious lexicon.

For inspiration, read this book review of Ammon Shae's, Reading the OED: One Man, One Year, 21,730 Pages. My favorite word from the article? Hypergelast: a person who cannot stop laughing.

Or read this from the Times Online, which is also a call to reclaim obscurity from the depths of obscurity. My favorite word from this article? Skirr: the beating of wings.

You can do it, one recremental (having the characteristic of waste matter, disposable) word at a time.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

W*O*W you have some interesting reads on the blog. I've read the articles and find them to be very curious. Tonight I will make love to my dictionary and see what word comes to me. Ater the glow phase, I'll write my word on your blog and hope the word becomes mainstream again ! BLynn

Foxygen said...

Since my brain is having a hard time functioning right now, I will not post an obscure word. But I will say that when I went to see David Letterman in 2002, they did a wide shot of the audience and you could see my red coat. Does that count? Was I on the David Letterman show?

Molly said...

OMG, your red coat so count. Who was on that night? I'm so jealous.

Foxygen said...

Sandra Bullock, the one actress I really, really can't stand, and Sheryl Crow. And I met Rupert G, the guy with the deli around the corner.

Anonymous said...

It would have been worth seeing Sandra B to see Shery Crow in my humble opinion. I agree with Molly, your red coat so does count..Blynn