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Neologisms that make me giggle:

  1. 404: Someone who’s clueless. From the World Wide Web error message 404 Not Found, meaning that the requested document could not be located.
  2. Geobragging: Repeated status updates noting your location in an attempt to get attention or make other people jealous.
  3. Ego surfer:  A person who boosts his ego by searching for his own name on Google and other search engines.

These come from The Washington Post Neologism Competition – they made me more than giggle – I guffawed my way through them…

  1. Coffee: the person upon whom one coughs.
  2. Flabbergasted: appalled over how much weight you have gained.
  3. Abdicate: to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.
  4. Esplanade: to attempt an explanation while drunk.
  5. Negligent: describes a condition in which you absentmindedly answer the door in your nightgown.
  6. Lymph: to walk with a lisp.
  7. Balderdash: a rapidly receding hairline.

The following page was consulted to compile this post – Great examples of neologisms.

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WordPress one-word prompt – Bedtime.

Nope, I don’t have a bedtime. I wish I did but I don’t. I have a time that I go to bed and it is very late – or very early depending on how you see it.

Every day I aim to go to bed on the same day that I woke up in and most days (99.9% of them) I am not successful.

When I go to bed I lie awake and think about:

  1. If I’m going to hear the alarm clock in the morning;
  2. My family and pray for their safety;
  3. What traffic I’ll encounter on the way to work;
  4. If it’s me or Che who’s going to make the coffee in the morning;
  5. Wonder if the doors are locked;
  6. Get up to check that the doors are locked;
  7. Wonder if I put my cell phone on charge;
  8. Get up to check that I put my cell phone on charge;
  9. Tell me to stop it and just go to sleep already;
  10. Grab the eye patch, put it on, and go to sleep.

I wonder who was dreaming about me last night…


Newspapers were to this news junkie as the smell of roasting coffee beans are to the coffee addict. The fact that I’m both a news junkie as well as a coffee addict is probably coincidental since I started to drink coffee at the age of 14, a good three years after I became a news junkie.

Initially it was news of TV stars and rugby players. Then it matured into news about the country and the world.

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How often have you misplaced something? You think you’ve put an item “here” and when you look for it, it isn’t “here” anymore – it’s there, somewhere, where you didn’t put it in the first place…or maybe you did…?

Growing up my Dad kept on misplacing the car keys. Whenever he needed to go out arguments ensued because he couldn’t find them. Because there was no set place to store them, it always came to, “Who took my keys?”

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