Monthly Archives: February 2015

OBLOXIOUS – The Wednesday Wordapod

Today’s (The Wednesday) Wordapod – OBLOXIOUS – is all about overeating…and Aunt Sadie’s brunches. Can you relate?



Obloxious (adj) pertaining to a very offensive, ostentatious spread of smoked salmon

Sample Sentence:  Much as I used to love Aunt Sadie’s Sunday brunches, I came to feel guilty eating such obloxious amounts when I knew that people were starving just a few miles away.

You Know What…?

Judith Tasselberg, author of Obloxious Brunches and Other Family Lore (2008:  Schmaltz Press), had this to say on the subject:

“I recall every other Sunday in Yonkers at Aunt Gertie’s with my parents, two older brothers and all of my cousins. There would usually be 19 of us at Gertie and Sol’s immense mahogany table, 20 if you counted Sniffles, the Maltese. We looked forward to playing all kinds of kiddy games, and embarrassing each other in our own dastardly little ways.

So, what about the food, you ask?  There were enough bagels, and enough mountains of lox and hills of cream cheese, to feed 200 lumberjacks. Obloxious indeed!”

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PHENONYMOUS – The Wednesday Wordapod

Today’s (The Wednesday) Wordapod is phenomenal. And anonymous. Well, not really. But if it were, it would be PHENONYMOUS.


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LIEBATION – The Wednesday Wordapod

Today’s (The Wednesday) Wordapod relates to a strange kind of trickery. Bottom’s up, or is it?


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Monday Morning Quarterbacking – Crap I Think of While Mowing the Lawn #27


(other than This Lawn Looks Like Crap)



Interesting, if not always deep, thoughts often pop into my head while I’m doing battle with my lawn. And yes, I do battle with a non-gas, non-electric, old-fashioned push mower. An actual reel mower. And my mind tends to think of some semi-interesting crap while I push along.

Welcome to Volume 27 of Crap I Think of While Mowing the Lawn (or is it while walking and driving through slush) in which I look back on Super Bowl commercials (yawn), Katy Perry (fine to look at, okay to listen to, and not worth much more commentary), the game itself (amazing) and the obligatory all-time ranking of its winning quarterback.



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