First, let’s deal with the problem. Oy. Sharp-eyed reader Rose Marcus observed that last week’s Fictionary, "In a Sentence" neglected to include the word in the sentence. This is a problem. In case you were busy gazing at your navel orange, here's what happened:
Endzyme(ennd zyym) Verb: Eating one too many things that are good for you. In a sentence:In an effort to boost everyone’s immune system, Brock Lee served bok choy sous vide with whipped cream and a tawny port.
You can see her point. The word endzyme is, in fact, not in the sentence. Apparently, the Editors were so amped up on broccoli and bok choy that they were unable to discern
the utter absence of endzyme.
Venn diagram of nutrition induced mania
In the meantime, everyone just wants to talk about bricks. This week we learned to take brick collections seriously. Seriously. We offered to buy an entire collection. Of bricks. Yes, it’s a thing. Meet Betty Jean Roller, IBCA Member 301A! https://www.ibcabrick.com/
We needed some bricks, for the corporate patio in process, the one you donated to. Thank you! By observing facial expressions, we learned that asking if we could buy a brick collection because we need some bricks is like asking a philatelist for his stamp collection because we have to mail a bunch of letters.
Brick Collection Extraordinaire
Fictionary Friday: Words You Need. Whether you know it or not.
Bloxism(blox is em) Noun: Driving into a giant brick wall at a low speed in broad daylight.
In a sentence:Bloxism is a popular socially-distanced activity in a brick collection club.
Wikipedia Friday Favorite: In honor of the intersection of curiosity and logarithmically expanding human knowledge, we offer a weekly favorite obscure Wikipedia page. Brick-centric. You can count on them. Bricks, they’re going to be around for a while. Look what happens when a lot of attention is paid to a million six-sided cubes of baked clay.
Fizzdom Friday: from our collection of favorite quotes.
May your bricks be
As strong as your mortar
May your jokes be short
And your shorts even shorter. – Staff
OR
"Consider the momentous event in architecture when the wall parted and the column became." – Louis Kahn
Reader Replies of the Weeks:
Jonathan Doff:
The lockdown an unexpected gift.
Difficult and transforming. Sending love through the non local electromagnetic substrate, the zeitgeist, the mindfield and the interfishnetstockingweb. Much madness afoot - so many good possibilities and other kinds too.
Hugh Mann:
Thanks for the extension of National Poetry Month. You shivered me timbers and shook me
brain and replanted there this indelible refrain, the first lines of The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot.
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table . . .
As we are now . . . We are indeed spread out against the infinite sky.
Which spills
us directly into the Flossophy of Fongress Library feature of the Week:
Finally: A book you never have to read
Write if you (do) or (do not) forget the word in the sentence.
