Posted on 05/14/2015 5:25:16 AM PDT by tioga
In order that we might all raise the level of discourse and expand our language abilities, here is the daily post of Word for the Day.
Cynosure
Noun
Rules: Everyone must leave a post using the Word for the Day in a sentence.
The sentence must, in some way, relate to the news of the day.
The Review threads are linked for your edification. ;-)
Practice makes perfect.....post on....
Review Threads:
Review Thread One: Word For The Day, Thursday 11/14/02: Raffish (Be SURE to check out posts #92 and #111 on this thread!)
Review Thread Two: Word For The Day, Tuesday 1/14/03: Roister
Review Thread Three: Word For The Day, Tuesday 1/28/03: Obdurate
Yikes...that posted big.
O’Malley? he’s a Gonzaga grad.
someone must have the pic of Hill and Bill slow-dancing in their bathing suits on the beach from last go round!
She’s older and saggier now. Not that she looked that great then.
Obama’s cynosure is the destruction of this nation.
True. A+++ Hope and change. Phooey.
That doesn’t look like Johnny Depp.
Enjoy some classic American literature...
The Circus-Circus is what the whole hep world would be doing on Saturday night if the Nazis had won the war. This is the Sixth Reich. The ground floor is full of gambling tables, like all the other casinos ... but the place is about four stories high, in the style of a circus tent, and all manner of strange County-Fair/Polish Carnival madness is going on up in this space. Right above the gambling tables the Forty Flying Carazito Brothers are doing a high-wire trapeze act, along with four muzzled Wolverines and the Six Nymphet Sisters from San Diego ... so you're down on the main floor playing blackjack, and the stakes are getting high when suddenly you chance to look up, and there, right smack above your head is a half-naked fourteen-year-old girl being chased through the air by a snarling wolverine, which is suddenly locked in a death battle with two silver-painted Polacks who come swinging down from opposite balconies and meet in mid-air on the wolverine's nec ... both Polacks seize the animal as they fall straight down towards the crap tables -- but they bounce off the net; they separate and spring back up towards the roof in three different directions, and just as they're about to fall again they are grabbed out of the air by three Korean Kittens and trapezed off to one of the balconies.
This madness goes on and on, but nobody seems to notice. The gambling action runs twenty-four hours a day on the main floor, and the circus never ends. Meanwhile, on all the upstairs balconies, the customers are being hustled by every conceivable kind of bizarre shuck. All kinds of funhouse-type booths. Shoot the pasties off the nipples of a ten-foot bull-dyke and win a cotton-candy goat.
Stand in front of this fantastic machine, my friend, and for just 99¢ your likeness will appear, two hundred feet tall, on a screen above downtown Las Vegas. Ninety-nine cents more for a voice message. "Say whatever you want, fella. They'll hear you, don't worry about that. Remember you'll be two hundred feet tall."
Jesus Christ. I could see myself lying in bed in the Mint Hotel, half-asleep and staring idly out the window, when suddenly a vicious nazi drunkard appears two hundred feet tall in the midnight sky, screaming gibberish at the world: "Woodstock Uber Alles!"
We will close the drapes tonight. A thing like that could send a drug person careening around the room like a ping-pong ball. Hallucinations are bad enough. But after a while you learn to cope with things like seeing your dead grandmother crawling up your leg with a knife in her teeth. Most acid fanciers can handle this sort of thing.
But nobody can handle that other trip -- the possibility that any freak with $1.98 can walk into the Circus-Circus and suddenly appear in the sky over downtown Las Vegas twelve times the size of God, howling anything that comes into his head.
No, this is not a good town for psychedelic drugs.
Reality itself is too twisted.
Now THAT's a focal point....
WFTD Uber Alles... ;-)
O’Malley. Hillary’s competition.
My head is spinning...A+++
Hunter S Thompson, I presume.
Is pure hatred of anything conservative the cynosure of liberals?
Real or not, I loved the poster warning illegal immigrants about their fate is they try to enter Australia without a visa
I think destruction is second to his own self promotion, but true enough. A+++
From the days of the anti-war movement to now, I believe it is. A+++
Although you could substitute Jesus for conservative and it would be truer yet.
Off to mass. I will check in later. Have a great Ascension Thursday! Or just a great Thursday, depending. It’s a beautiful sunny day, with a high expected of 70. I am going to enjoy it!
Well, you asked for it! :)
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