I love words. I love everything about them: Their history, their power, the emotion they engender that’s otherwise inaccessible, the profound joy of the


But some words just don’t seem to fit their designated meaning. Some seem to just beg to imply something else. Like Penultimate used as a pun by me in a previous post, but what should clearly mean the ultimate-ultimate. Duh. “Second to last”?! Really? I don’t think so and I have never ever heard anybody utter that word. It’s fated to non-use because its definition is just plain wrong.
There are others with similar fates. We can rescue them though from their unfortunate designations and give them new life by affixing their proper meaning. I’d love to hear yours. Here are a few of mine.

It would behoove you to pretend to love that new form your boss made up.
Chaplet – A diminutive British man.
That chaplet seems to be looking up the ladies’ dresses.
Podium – 1. A sad or regretful day. 2. A day without monetary means. This is a podium indeed.


No, it’s dispirit over here that’s making all the ruckus.

Now that is a robust!

After the desert hike, Harry sure was in a parchment.

Poor Harry no longer could claim a parataxis after the divorce.
Parapraxis – Often confused with “parataxis” but actually denotes a highly successful form of physical humor known as “slapstick” in which one act or
“joke” quickly follows another, tying the two acts together. Anecdotal; a movement know as The Age of the Three Stooges attempted to add a third act to this complex repertoire, without success. It is a tenant of Stoogestorians that this was the reason the group could never successfully retain a consistent character known as “Curly.”
Only Moe and Larry could really pull off a successful parapraxis.

Nobody knew who in the world could possibly be the bellboy’s mother.

My new boss is a real sickle.
Sycophant – A rapidly expanding species of an elephant-snake hybrid typically found in the badlands of America Corporateland that is known to be particularly
ingratiating and accommodating. Folklore; it is rumored that sightings have been made of this creature actually using its own tongue to lick up messes made by its owners.
The sycophant rushed in at the close of the meeting to loudly proclaim his allegiance to the New Form just proposed by the manager.

She may fool others, but Harry believed he knew the sidereal of Nancy.

Ever since the new soporific hit the air, Harry’s life took on new meaning.
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