\ FOS-ik \, verb; 1. To search for any object by which to make gain. 2.Mining.  To undermine another’s digging; search for waste gold in relinquished workings, washingplaces, etc. 3. To hunt; seek; ferret out. “Sweet Benjamin, necessity is upon us, darling.  Please suit up and fossick for the pie.  Promptly.”  Interestingly enough, ‘fossick’ makes me think in a British accent and imagine a lifestyle full of afternoon tea and homemade tarts.  “Lovey cakes, you do not fossick fast enough.  We mustn’t keep theContinue reading “fossick.”


  \ ih-FAYS \  , transitive verb; 1. To cause to disappear by rubbing out, striking out, etc.; to erase; to render illegible or indiscernible. 2. To destroy, as a mental impression; to wipe out; to eliminate completely. 3. To make (oneself) inconspicuous. Dear Employer, We need to talk. It’s not you.  It’s me.  This is just no longer working out.  I can’t see you full time anymore.   Almost two years together, and you have sucked the life out of me.  I am no longer a patient or loving person, and IContinue reading “efface.”


\ RIG-muh-rohl \  , noun; 1. An elaborate or complicated procedure. 2. Confused, incoherent, foolish, or meaningless talk When attempting to write ‘rigmarole’ in my phone, t9 suggested signarle, then rignapole.  This made me laugh harder than I had laughed all day, and that made me wonder about my sense of humor. I’m starting work tomorrow in Mars Hill, NC but I do not have a place toContinue reading “rigmarole.”


 \ HOB-uhl-dee-hoy \  noun; 1. An awkward, gawky young fellow. I’m lined up to fly into fall tonight.  Departing from the steamy asphalt of Clearwater and arriving in the refreshing breeze of the Blue Ridge.  Blue Ridge Breezes are what I’ve been craving.  The airport is frigid. I’m tempted to unzip my packed suitcase to throw some socks on with my chacos.  MyContinue reading “hobbledehoy.”


[hahy-pok–uh-riz-uhm, hi-]–noun 1. a pet name. 2. the practice of using a pet name. 3. the use of forms of speech imitative of baby talk, esp. by an adult.   I had a very appropriate pet name my freshman year of high school.  Simply “my pet.”  Though there was nothing ‘simple’ about the name giver.  I often heard his name mentioned in the halls between class.  Tom Porter this, Tom Porter that.  Curly dark hair and eyes as blue asContinue reading “hypocorism.”