New word!

[Marc Joan]

Came across a new word last night, while reading my bedtime story [Justine, by Laurence Durrell]. I love finding new words. Thought I'd share it:

BANAUSIC: Mundane, not operating on an elevated level: http://www.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/english/banausic

Anyone else found any good ones recently?

 

[Katie-Ellen]

Never heard that one. This one's not new but I like it. OUROBOS.

 

[Alistair Roberts]

But google is dumbfounded by that one! Old, could be the new new

 

[Marc Joan]

I think it's OUROBOROS--Katie-Ellen's post has been ambushed by gremlins...

 

[Katie-Ellen]

What a gentleman.
Yes.
That.

 

[Alistair Roberts]

Ah ha! Gremlins afoot then?

 

[Katie-Ellen]

Only a human one.

It's an instance of haecceity.

 

[Marc Joan]

Haecceity! That is just, well, words fail me. I never even imagined the possibility of haecceity.
Two new words in two days. I am very happy.

 

[Jennifer Stone]

Haecceity or quiddity?

 

[Marc Joan]

Ok, stop now. Please. Too much pleasure.

 

[Katie-Ellen]

You started it. We're trying not to be banausic.

 

[Marc Joan]

Bit off more than I could chew.....

 

[Katie-Ellen]

No, you didn't. No-one's trumped banausic.

 

[Alistair Roberts]

Ok, what about one you've can't find anywhere... cause yours truly made it up (for a novel of-course), i.e. "dragheat", meaning the application of a dragons fiery breath to an object like a sword, to give it magical properties

 

[Marc Joan]

In French, draguer means to 'chat up'...so a 'dragheat' could be a race to come up with the worst--or best--pick-up line...or something....actually, I prefer your meaning

 

[Marc Joan]

Here's a cute one, previously unknown to me:

MUMCHANCE: Tongue-tied or silent: http://www.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/english/mumchance

Must be where the expression 'keeping mum' comes from. Fat chance of that.

 

[Carol Rose]

Oh, check this site out!! LOL!!

http://users.tinyonline.co.uk/gswithenbank/unuwords.htm

 

[Katie-Ellen]

@defenestration. My mother got fenestrated once. She was doing a degree in German and spent a year in Munich in 1959. Germany was still 'post-war,' and her landlady told her she must go to register as an 'alien' at the local police station.
She asked a passing policeman where to get in. There was a long road and a long wall with windows as far as she could see, and no sign anywhere of the entrance. He smiled, reached up and rapped on a window. The window opened. He spoke to someone inside. Then he got hold of my mother by the waist, hoisted her aloft feet first and posted her in through the window, into the waiting arms of a policeman inside. Who wagged his finger, said she was a naughty fraulein not to have registered sooner then got her registered as an alien.

She was wearing a dress and coat. A day for wearing 'thunder knickers' if ever there was one.

 

[Carol Rose]

@defenestration. My mother got fenestrated once. She was doing a degree in German and spent a year in Munich in 1959. Germany was still 'post-war,' and her landlady told her she must go to register as an 'alien' at the local police station.
She asked a passing policeman where to get in. There was a long road and a long wall with windows as far as she could see, and no sign anywhere of the entrance. He smiled, reached up and rapped on a window. The window opened. He spoke to someone inside. Then he got hold of my mother by the waist, hoisted her aloft feet first and posted her in through the window, into the waiting arms of a policeman inside. Who wagged his finger, said she was a naughty fraulein not to have registered sooner then got her registered as an alien.

She was wearing a dress and coat. A day for wearing 'thunder knickers' if ever there was one.

Wow! That's quite an experience.

 

[Jennifer Stone]

@defenestration. My mother got fenestrated once. She was doing a degree in German and spent a year in Munich in 1959. Germany was still 'post-war,' and her landlady told her she must go to register as an 'alien' at the local police station.
She asked a passing policeman where to get in. There was a long road and a long wall with windows as far as she could see, and no sign anywhere of the entrance. He smiled, reached up and rapped on a window. The window opened. He spoke to someone inside. Then he got hold of my mother by the waist, hoisted her aloft feet first and posted her in through the window, into the waiting arms of a policeman inside. Who wagged his finger, said she was a naughty fraulein not to have registered sooner then got her registered as an alien.

She was wearing a dress and coat. A day for wearing 'thunder knickers' if ever there was one.

Once when i was younger, my mum, my sister and i went out shopping. Unfortunately my mum forgot her house keys, my dad went out after us and naturally locked up. So when we returned before him, little ol' me had to climb in through the kitchen window to retrieve keys and unlock the door. I do love the word 'defenestration', from the french 'fenetre' meaning window.

 

[Karen Gray]

phlyarologist - lost word meaning someone who talks a load of ****

This is a fun wee site
http://phrontistery.info/ihlstart.html

 

[Marc Joan]

@defenestration. My mother got fenestrated once.

She was wearing a dress and coat. A day for wearing 'thunder knickers' if ever there was one.

Great anecdote. I wish I had an interesting background, but in its absence I have to make things up. Remind me to tell you of the time I saved Jennifer Aniston and the Queen Mum from a rabid bear released by the Russian secret service as part of a plot to destabilise both Hollywood and the Royal Family thereby crushing the whole capitalist-royalist hegemony thing. They offered me a knighthood, but I was too modest.

P.S. I don't know what thunder knickers are.
P.P.S. I don't want to know.

 

[Jennifer Stone]

Great anecdote. I wish I had an interesting background, but in its absence I have to make things up. Remind me to tell you of the time I saved Jennifer Aniston and the Queen Mum from a rabid bear released by the Russian secret service as part of a plot to destabilise both Hollywood and the Royal Family thereby crushing the whole capitalist-royalist hegemony thing. They offered me a knighthood, but I was too modest.

P.S. I don't know what thunder knickers are.
P.P.S. I don't want to know.

Hey marc that sounds like an idea for a book!

 

[Marc Joan]

Hey marc that sounds like an idea for a book!

A biography, you mean...

 

[Jennifer Stone]

An auto-biography perhaps?

 

[Katie-Ellen]

Some angelic, blue-sky, not very thunderous, thunder knickers.

 

[James Marinero]

Some great discoveries! Recently I had cause to check the specific definition of 'nihilism' for a book I've been working on. That definition led to a new word for me - 'anomie'. I wrote about it here : http://jamesmarinero.blogspot.com/2015/01/nihilism-anomie-and-quests.html

 

[Marc Joan]

Some angelic, blue-sky, not very thunderous, thunder knickers.

Victorian ingenuity at its best; in winter, they keep draughts at bay, and in summer they can be used to trawl for mackerel.

 

[Marc Joan]

That definition led to a new word for me - 'anomie'. I wrote about it here : http://jamesmarinero.blogspot.com/2015/01/nihilism-anomie-and-quests.html

Anomie, great. I agree with your thoughts re quests and depression on your blogspot. I suspect that anything that provides an interest beyond the self is good--even just growing a plant.

 

[Katie-Ellen]

Marc, you've been holding out on us! Fancy not telling us about the mackerel-trawling with pantaloons before, you meanie....