In an uneventful
life, getting the Word of the Day e-mail from Dictionary.com is an event.
Sometimes, however, in the midst of more momentous events, the Word of the Day
is overlooked, and a lengthy queue forms in my inbox. And so, the other day,
having survived the storms and upheavals of relocation and safely returned to
the doldrums of life, I sat down to go through the accumulated lexemes. I had
no idea my inbox was full of lexemes until the word – which means a unit of language;
a word – appeared in my inbox.
That explains why the Word of the Day seldom
makes me feel exceptionally stupid, and I can go on knowing I’m stupid, but
only in a mediocre way. I’d never run across lexeme before, but so what?
Chances are I’ll never use it. Although…
“Oh, Tom, you luscious hunk of manhood, is
it true you were a two-time All-American at Stanford and have three PhDs from
Harvard and another from Yale?”
“Yes it is, my sweet.”
“Really?”
“I give you my lexeme.”
See, lexeme is out of place in ordinary
conversation. That does not, however,
alter the fact that attractive, libidinous women ordinarily assume that I am a
world-class athlete and noted scholar. You have my lexeme on that.
Which brings to mind another word: hircine.
It is an adjective, according to Word of the Day, and its third meaning is
“lustful, libidinous.” But to get to
lustful and libidinous, you have to go through the first two meanings: “1, Of,
pertaining to, or resembling a goat; 2, having a goatish odor.” If that doesn’t
drain all the lustful libidinousness from you, nothing will.
Some of the words in Word of the Day are
words I was better off not knowing; words such as fard, which means to apply
cosmetics.
“Hurry up, honey, we’re going to be late for
the dinner.”
“Give me a minute. I’m almost ready.”
“For Pete’s sake!. You’ve been farding
around for an hour.”
The words I’ll never use, even in the
unlikely event that I remember them, just keep on coming; first there was
ephebe. For a word that means “a young man,” ephebe has a definite feminine
quality. It’s hard to imagine the Marines looking for a few good ephebes. The
person who walks into a biker bar and says, “Wow, look at all the ephebes in
their leather jackets,” probably won’t walk out. And the congressman who rises
in the House to praise the fine ephebes in his district will be accused by FOX
News of trying to advance the gay agenda.
Brisance means the shattering effect of a
high explosive. But, is the average person feeling the effect of a high
explosive likely to comment on its brisance? Or are his remarks more apt to
begin with “Oh shit” and race downhill from there?
All these words, according to one Word of
the Day e-mail, are selcouth, which means strange or uncommon. And for better
or worse, the selcouth words in my vocabulary are outnumbered by the uncouth
words.
Strangely, while the words of the day I
don’t know rarely make me feel dumb, the words of the day I do know always make
me feel smart. Yesterday’s word was besot, and as soon as I opened the e-mail I
was besotted with pride because I was familiar with the word.
But the real allure of Word of the Day are
the days it makes me feel exceptionally brilliant. A recent word was
pococurante. As a noun, Word of the Day said pococurante means caring little,
indifferent, nonchalant; as an adjective it means a careless or indifferent
person. A pococurante, who somehow matched the definitions with the wrong parts
of speech, must have been the editor that day. A few days later, the word of
the day was luxate, which means to put out of joint or dislocate. All of the
Word of the Day words are accompanied by two or three quotations in which the
word is used. For luxate, the editors selected a sentence from The Royal Society
of London, The Philosophical Transactions and Collections, a name that makes
MENSA sound like a bunch of high school dropouts. The sentence read: “But at
the same time, he thinks the bone will not remain in it’s place, but luxate
itself again.” The Royal Society confused it’s and its, and the people at Word
of the Day failed to insert [sic]. But I caught the mistakes.
And that’s why I look forward to the Word of
the Day e-mail each morning
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