But first, a personal note: February is finally over! This has been one of the busiest and most stressful months — and especially this last week — that I've been through in a long time. But I made it through, and I am out the other side and can breathe and write and relax again!
But on to today's word.
Four stories beneath the White House — under ten feet of reinforced concrete, two levels of decades-old bomb shelters, and two feet of solid lead — Barack steps out of an elevator into a short, narrow hallway. The gray walls are empty and unbroken. In three strides he reaches the locked steel door at the end of the hall and presses his hand against the biometric scanner embedded into the wall. It beeps, the door clicks, and he pushes the door open and steps through.
Conversations stop abruptly and all eyes turn to the man entering the room.
A three-word Wednesday limerick. Today's words are angelic, foster, and ruin.
Such a change in this boy who, now mild,Read more...
Was once so sadistic and wild
Until through foster care
Came this angelic pair
Who just ruined poor Lucipher's child.
pantisocracy: Government by the pantsless.
But seriously, you probably recognize the -ocracy from words like plutocracy (government by the wealthy), theocracy (rule by a religious authority), and my favorite kakistocracy (government by the worst possible people). So -ocracy indicates a form of government.
A three-word Wednesday limerick. Today's words are control, razor, and flesh.
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"I have good news and bad news."
Diane inhaled deeply, emptied her lungs slowly, a tenuous calm settling over her. She had known that the surgery to separate her fiancé Gary from his conjoined twin brother Jerry would be risky, but the doctor's assurances had propelled them this far. Now she was just seconds away from learning what kind of future she and Gary might have.
"Give me the good news first," she said.
I failed at my first New Year's resolution.
I even failed at the revised version of my first resolution.
I had originally planned to read both Infinite Jest and REAMDE in January. After realizing that finishing just one of those would itself be a chore, I revised the resolution to reading just Infinite Jest.
February started today, and I've read 437 pages (including end notes) of Infinite Jest. A great number of novels don't have page numbers in the 400s, and for many others, p. 437 would put me just a couple hours' reading away from finishing.
I am horrifically busy this week and have little time to work on anything personal, this blog included. But I don't want to leave my readers out in the cold this week, so I'll let someone else do my infotaining for me.
Check out lexicographer Kory Stamper's post "Dear Merriam-Webster" about why, if you're writing to the editors of a dictionary, you should start and end the letter with "I love you" and should include a coupon for free chocolate . . . or at least a cute lolcat picture.
At least, that's how I read it.
Today, I offer you two limericks using the words bubble, lumber, and wreck for Three Word Wednesday.
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