Trundle

Ever since the accident with his leg, he can only trundle around town, listing helplessly, refusing to call himself handicapped.

Biblioklept

What would I do on train rides? Or trips via airplane? What would I do before I go to bed at night? What would I do on the park bench on a sunny day? How would I pass the time in the world where biblioklepts roam free? Book thievery, unchecked, would surely be a nightmare to impatient and imaginative souls everywhere.

Fainague

I am in desperate need of developing strategies to reduce the days in which I fainague.

Potvaliancy

After several shots of liquor, the world seems a bit more permeable. Blessed with the fair bit of potvaliancy, Andrew slid down the bar and approached the empty seat next to the most beautiful girl he had ever seen....

Glean

Paint the fence. Wax the car. Sand the floor. The truth is, I gleaned more than I ever could've imagined from Mr. Miyagi that summer.

Climacteric

Kicked out of the congregation he had devoted his life to, cast out of the town he grew up in, stripped of all honor, his life has reached a climacteric. And he had only himself to blame. Matthew Mammola

Siesta

No siesta for me today. I've got work to do. Matthew Mammola