Fwd: New Words

The Washington Post's Style Invitational once again asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition.
Here are this year's winners:


1. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.

2. Foreploy (v): Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.

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Guide Dog Aunt, who forwards me most of these things, has reasonably good taste in items of humor. There are many reasons for me to love my family.

Seasonal Default Icon Change

Note default icon change, from the cartoonish drawing of three people inside a circle with Heavy Magic going on, to a much younger Lunatic in full St. Lucia Day celebration outfit, complete with the candles on the head (and swallowtayle standing out of camera range with the water to dump if anything caught fire).

'Tis the season to dump water over your big sister's flaming head, yes.

Happiness for Darkside

Chatted with Darkside briefly, as he was headed out for some belated holiday shopping. (Poor guy.) Told him my good work news. He told me his good work news. He does not have any more of his game writeup to share with me. (I asked.)

We're due a good long pointless giggling babble soon. We need one.

Book Excitement

Going through witchofrock's nanowrimo novel with the purple pen of doom, and utter delight with the story. All my years of working on ectogenesis have given me a bit of an eye for things to look out for, and some tips and tricks at getting things whacked into shape, and also an eye for when things are working and when things are utterly broken. Things in that book are working so far, and I want to be reading and not editing. You know it's good when you want to be reading and not editing and since it's a NaNovel, it's full of the little "I'm writing fast" things that normally make my inner proofreader scream and throw tantrums.

Instead of tantrums, though, I'm getting bounciness and the delightful "Wow, if it's this enthralling while my inner proofreader is trying to purple-pen it, I wonder what it's going to be like when it's polished," sense. It would be so cool to be yet another little nest of good (and published) novelists. (I'm going to have to get my other one printed out, polished up, and start searching for a good home.)

Someone else is going to have to go through and correct for tense in the happy princess/pirate/assassin book, though. It's been too long, and my brain's overloaded. Too many years away from the keyboard. *sigh* I can still tell when something doesn't look right, so that's a start.