Word, homey

Welcome to Zaxicon 2.0; that is, words that I think are worth a damn. Some people say that words are dead (how odd that they use words to make this remark). I say suck it, you cretins. Words are the most precise form of communication we have, and they’re just way too much fun to use. I mean, whoever said exactly what they wanted with an armpit fart? Nobody, that’s who.

On any given weekday (and perhaps maybe sometimes even weekends!), I shall attempt to regale and illuminate you with a new word. It’s up to you to use it in the course of your day without sounding like a pedantic asshole.

Today’s Word du Jour:

volplane |’välˌplān; ‘vôl-|

(n.) a controlled dive or downward flight at a steep angle.

(v.) to make such a controlled dive or downward flight.

This is an aeronautical term, mostly. Barnstormers usually volplane with their airplane engines off. Fucking psychos.

In my mind’s eye, birds of prey or (preferably) flying squirrels are the original, true pioneers of volplaning—although I can’t imagine the latter’s dives are terribly controlled.


Do flying squirrels usually succeed in volplaning, or do they die more often than not? Call me stupid, but I don’t see their vision being on par with, say, a peregrine falcon.

Unfortunately, there doesn’t seem to be a whole lot of data and studies on the suicide rates of flying squirrels. If someone out there would please and urgently do said study, I will pay you handsomely. With compliments. And shoelaces.

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~ by zactopia on February 9, 2010.

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