synechdochically is my new favourite word and I’m interested in it’s pronunciation. Is there a so-called(?) correct pronunciation.
Is pronunciation policed by logo-cops? :-)
I like to take the commonly-applied emphasis OFF the central syllable –DOCH- (wild and crazy guy that I am) and place the emphasis ON to the two adjacent syallables -ECH- and –IC-.
Kinda like …..
Sy-NECH-do-CHIC-all-y or “Sir Neck de Kickily” :-)
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Ed_Jogg commented on the word peramelemorphic
peremalemorphic (adj.) Of or pertaining to the Peramelemorphia Order of marsupialia which includes the bandicoots and the bilbies.
February 11, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the word waaay
waaay - n. a long way :)
February 11, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the word layter
Used by English singer/songwriter Nick Drake in the title of his acclaimed second album "Bryter Layter", 1974
- as in 'Brighter Later' - the alternative spelling poetically inserting the question "Why (y)?" in to each word.
February 11, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the word bryter
Used by English singer/songwriter Nick Drake in the title of his acclaimed second album "Bryter Layter", 1974
- as in 'Brighter Later' - the alternative spelling poetically inserting the question "Why (y)?" in to each word.
February 11, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the user Ed_Jogg
Sorry, bilby. No can do, I'm waaay too erinaceous for such a peramelemorphic gesture :)
February 11, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the word lovely
Nailed it! frindley:)
February 10, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the word cunt
For a titillating, yet scholarly study of cunt (the word :-) ), check .....
Hal Duncan's Notes from the Geek Show: Cunt blog
Well, I was titillated...... in a very scholarly way, of course. :-)
February 10, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the word sprawl
The Quality Of Sprawl
Sprawl is the quality
of the man who cut down his Rolls-Royce
into a farm utility truck, and sprawl
is what the company lacked when it made repeated efforts
to buy the vehicle back and repair its image.
Sprawl is doing your farm work by aeroplane, roughly,
or driving a hitchhiker that extra hundred miles home.
It is the rococo of being your own still centre.
It is never lighting cigars with ten dollar notes:
that's idiot ostentation and murder of starving people.
Nor can it be bought with the ash of million dollar deeds.
Sprawl lengthens the legs; it trains greyhounds on liver and beer.
Sprawl almost never says, Why not?, with palms comically raised
nor can it be dressed for, not even in running shoes worn
with mink and a nose ring. That is Society. That's Style.
Sprawl is more like the thirteenth banana in a dozen
or anyway the fourteenth.
Sprawl is Hank Stamper in Never Give an Inch
bisecting an obstructive official's desk with a chain saw.
Not harming the official. Sprawl is never brutal,
though it's often intransigent. Sprawl is never Simon de Montfort
at a town-storming: Kill them all! God will know His own.
Knowing the man's name this was said to might be sprawl.
Sprawl occurs in art. The fifteenth to twenty-first
lines in a sonnet, for example. And in certain paintings.
I have sprawl enough to have forgotten which paintings.
Turner's glorious Burning of the Houses of Parliament
comes to mind, a doubling bannered triumph of sprawl -
except he didn't fire them.
Sprawl gets up the noses of many kinds of people
(every kind that comes in kinds) whose futures don't include it.
Some decry it as criminal presumption, silken-robed Pope Alexander
dividing the new world between Spain and Portugal.
If he smiled in petto afterwards, perhaps the thing did have sprawl.
Sprawl is really classless, though. It is John Christopher Frederick Murray
asleep in his neighbours' best bed in spurs and oilskins,
but not having thrown up:
sprawl is never Calum, who, in the loud hallway of our house
reinvented the Festoon. Rather
it's Beatrice Miles going twelve hundred ditto in a taxi,
No Lewd Advances, no Hitting Animals, no Speeding,
on the proceeds of her two-bob-a-sonnet Shakespeare readings.
An image of my country. And would that it were more so.
No, sprawl is full gloss murals on a council-house wall.
Sprawl leans on things. It is loose-limbed in its mind.
Reprimanded and dismissed,
it listens with a grin and one boot up on the rail
of possibility. It may have to leave the Earth.
Being roughly Christian, it scratches the other cheek
And thinks it unlikely. Though people have been shot for sprawl.
by Les Murray.
The great Australian poet 'by whom our language lives'
February 9, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the word cyclic
Quadrilaterals can be cyclic.
February 9, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the word logos
Hey super-logos, how 'bout: 'Bob Logos the Third' :)
Bob Log III
February 9, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the user Ed_Jogg
Thank you ruzuzu That's a great tip! Will do.
February 9, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the word to-do
Things can have this quality of being 'to-do'. They are 'to-do' things but are commonly referred to as 'things to-do'.
'To-Do' is also (onomatopoeically) the noise one emits in an attempt to avoid colliision with another person.
Oh. No, sorry, That's 'toot-toot'. :)
February 9, 2011
Ed_Jogg commented on the user Ed_Jogg
synechdochically is my new favourite word and I’m interested in it’s pronunciation. Is there a so-called(?) correct pronunciation.
Is pronunciation policed by logo-cops? :-)
I like to take the commonly-applied emphasis OFF the central syllable –DOCH- (wild and crazy guy that I am) and place the emphasis ON to the two adjacent syallables -ECH- and –IC-.
Kinda like …..
Sy-NECH-do-CHIC-all-y or “Sir Neck de Kickily” :-)
February 9, 2011