Saturday, February 16, 2013

Save-a-Word Saturday

Welcome to Save-a-Word Saturday!
We want to spread our love of old and unusual words by sharing them with other bloggers and thereby saving these precious, wonderful, whirling words from the dusty, lonely corners of the oldest, least-visited vaults of the Word Bank.
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The rules run thusly:

1. Create a lovely blog post that links back to this one. The easiest way to do that would be to grab the code under our pretty Save-a-Word Saturday button. Just copy and paste it into the HTML part of your blog.

2. Pick an old word you want to save from extinction to feature in your blog post. It really must be an old word, not just a big one. We are trying to save lovely archaisms, not ugly giants (for example, "Dihydrogen Monoxide" is not an acceptable choice). Luciferous Logolepsy is a great database of lovely words if you're having trouble coming up with something on your own.

3. Provide a definition of your word. Use your word in a sentence (or even a short paragraph) vaguely related to the theme we have chosen this week. You may also add visual or musical interpretations of your word or your sentence. In fact, add anything that moves your creative spirit.

4. Add your post to the linky list below (it's down there somewhere). Then hop to as many other blogs as you can in search of as many wonderful words as possible!

5. Use as many of the words as you can on the people in your life. Do leave us a note or add something to your own post to let us all know what wonderful old word you whipped out to befuddle your friends and relations.


This week's theme is:
Traitors
Buzzard, noun
ignoramus, stupid person; also:  inferior kind of hawk


Our sentence(s) are:

        "You let the buzzard get free!"  He kicked the empty cage across the field.  "I told you not to take your eyes off it!  That was your only job!  What were you thinking, you--you...buzzard!"
        "Surely you don't need two of us."   The man's assistant smiled, his narrow eyes contrasting to his master's, which were popping out of their sockets.  "And what makes you think it got free of its own accord?"
        "You--"  The man fumed.  "You set it free.  Well, I'll feed it your eyeballs if I can catch it again!"

Pardon my random late-night morbid fascination with eyeballs.... :/  Next week's theme:  Music.  

7 comments:

  1. Ahaha, eyeball fascination is okay! Great use of the word, in both respects!

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  2. *hehehe* clever! BTW - I'll get back to you on that mumsy thing this week (this week's been crazy.)

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  3. Intense angry shines through! So much emotion gets expressed through the eyes, no wonder you're fascinated with them. :)

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  4. Absolutely love this unique feature. My vocabulary is growing leaps and bounds, but I'll certainly do my best to refrain from calling the next driver who cuts me off a buzzard.

    Back next week to see what you do w/the theme of music.

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    1. We're so glad you're enjoying it, Alan. Thanks for stopping by!

      If you have your windows up it probably wouldn't hurt ;)

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  5. Very interesting....would never have thought buzzard was useful like that!

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