Today marked the end of the Thanksgiving festivities here, and I got a chance to do a bit of writing. While I was writing, I had this strong desire to go back to the beginning so I could stick the word cordiform into a description. My plan for this story was not to go back to fix things until I was finished. But I became obsessed with that word, cordiform. It's a good word. I wanted to use it. And so I went back and put it in there.
Anyway, because this event was probably the most excitement I had today, I figured I'd really excite you all by listing some cool words:
cordiform
visceral
sanguine
gibbous
wizened
bubble
rend
sepia
viscous
sinewy
canopy
pretty
sackbutt
bit
upon
soporific
boondoggle
exhale
ziggurat
Eh. That's enough for now. If this post is as popular as I expect it to be, maybe I'll list more words some other time. Dare to dream people. Dare to dream.
I'm grateful for the Red Wings vs. the Blue Jackets (20).
Anyway, because this event was probably the most excitement I had today, I figured I'd really excite you all by listing some cool words:
cordiform
visceral
sanguine
gibbous
wizened
bubble
rend
sepia
viscous
sinewy
canopy
pretty
sackbutt
bit
upon
soporific
boondoggle
exhale
ziggurat
Eh. That's enough for now. If this post is as popular as I expect it to be, maybe I'll list more words some other time. Dare to dream people. Dare to dream.
I'm grateful for the Red Wings vs. the Blue Jackets (20).
2 comments:
That's weird. Just this weekend, the paper that I deliver had the word boondoggle in one of the headlines.
Like the Latin language, I thought the word boondoggle was dead. I guess not.
Oh, and Cordiform is one of my favorite Paul Simon songs.
"Mama don't take my cordiform,
Mama don't take my cordiform,
Mama don't take my cordiform awayyyyy."
Haha, made you say boondoggle.
Ooh. And good pun. I usually don't enjoy puns very much, but this one tickled me.
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