January 15, 2004

• Well, time to announce the winners of last Thursday’s Word Game. I have to say, I was really impressed with the answers.

  
  

  Last week’s word was heterodox (adjective)
  
  Meaning: against accepted or usual beliefs or opinions; especially in the church or religion; differing from the established religous point of view; contrary to acknowledged religous opinion or belief; accepting or teaching heretical or unorthodox opinions or doctrines
  
  This word comes from the Greek root words “hetero” meaning opposite or dissimilar and “doxa” meaning opinion. Doxa comes from the Greek “dokein,” meaning to think.

  
  

  Both Joyous and SilverRavenKat correctly defined the word. Joyous defined the word first by synonym and then discussed her views on it. Kat went above and beyond by breaking the word down to its roots. So 1 point each for them.

  
  

  The point for most creative use of heterdox goes to LasaGrl. Her definition was technically incorrect, but given the way she used it in her short story, I can see how the word could possibly evolve to a sexual definition given enough time. Aside from that, it was a good story.

  
  

  This week’s word is vexillology (noun)

  
  

  Hint: This is probably very important at the UN.

  
  

  ***

  
  

  And now for something completely different.

  
  

  I wrote some Lovecraftian hiakus… Thought you all might enojy.

  
  

   

  
  

  *That Color Out of Space*
  

  that color of space
  Lovecraftian histories
  hyperspacial lore

  
  

  here comes that color creeping
  back again like a stain
  a sunset out of space
  

  
  

  

  
  

  *Through the Gates of the Silver Key*

  
  

  far dreaming again
  in realms of time and space; lost
  in clueless wisdom

  
  

  

  
  

  *Innsmouth*

  
  

  From the vaults of lost ry’leh
  Dreams inflicted nightly
  

  Innsmouth waters
  Cthulu’s agenda
  Humanity in flux
  

  Nightmares of a far off future
  Or a mad god’s daydreams

  
  

  

  
  

  *Lovecraft Meets Abbott and Costello*

  
  

  Who’s on first
  What’s on second
  not sticking around to find out

  
  

  

  
  

  *Empty Pockets, Reaching Tentacles*

  
  

  Don’t tread on my tendrils.
  These are hard times cousin,
  spare some change?
  

  Cthonian panhandler
  guarding his corner jealously
  from other homeless entities
  

  pardon me, do you have any grey poupon?
  Cthonian dweller searches
  for a picnic spot… meal included

  
  

  

  
  

  *Gods of the Outer Darkness*

  
  

  Lovecraft was right
  we went outside
  the gods came in

  
  

  

  
  

  *I Like Bagpipes*

  
  

  Nyarlathotep’s
  got nothing on the mad piping of
  of the Scottish

  
  

  

  
  

  *Every Old One Needs a Hobby*

  
  

  fashion statement
  every winter solstice
  Ithaqua in red and white

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