A moment of levity is called for. Today I feel a rare rhathymia. And in spite of the ostrobogulous doings of the PCUSA and the world in general, and my encounters with the orgulous. I would fleer at it all, but fear I might be accused of aspectabund. I must retire now before I become an ultra-crepidarian bablatrice. With flagitation I wish you all a sychnocarpous Sunday.
(with thanks to "Weird and Wonderful Words" edited by Erin McKean)