Anyway, I recently ran across an interesting assortment of unusual words. (I added my guess for their definitions.) So start your week off with a smile.
- flapdoodle—(much ado about nothing?)
- nubbin—(the runt of the litter?)
- petard—(why would anyone make up a word like that?)
- unicameralism—(a one-camera religion?)
- metanalysis—(They give you a PhD in Grammar if this word is in your dissertation.)
- scattergood—(Either the brand name of shotgun shells or a
loser.) Las Vegas
- frog march—(Mardi Gras in the lily pads?)
- prestidigitation—(A beautiful keyboard dance? It’s fun to say, whatever it is.)
- hooey—(same as corn pucky!)
- corn pucky!—(same as “that’s a buncha hooey!”)
- canoodle—To caress and fondle. Really. (“Not in this lifetime,” she said.)
Oh, and have you read the front of a Dr Pepper can lately? You’ll notice that Dr isn’t punctuated. Never has been.
Sometimes when I read a grocery list, I wonder: is it a napple or an apple? A nonion or an onion?
I just read somewhere that the area south of the Mason-Dixon line was first called