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I could have. One of the local farmers throws a huge bash every year and calls it the idiosyncratic confabulation. It is a great party, with bands, dancing, beer, and mucho de food.
But I've always liked the word "abequitate." Meaning to ride away on a horse. Which I intend to do in a couple of years, riding off into the, um, sunrise I guess since I live next to the Pacific Ocean and its hard to ride into the sunset here without getting really wet. Maybe I'll abequitate perpendicular to the sunset.
I'm not a horse guy though and you can't abequitate on a Jeep (unless you call it a steel horse). At least I can choose my direction. Anyway I go is relatively flat.
Now around here people confabulate things all the time. Like the guy who was (in his words) arrested for trespassing on his own property or the guy who confabulates stories about how the appraisers trespassed on his land and screwed up his taxes because he yelled at them. I'm sure you enjoy the people who confabulate about "that person" that helped them at the counter yesterday, but they don't remember there name or if it was a guy or a girl. See, confabulate is a much more frequently use concept for our work.
Today's word is "acme" meaning the point at which someone or something is best, perfect, or most successful (and not meaning the point at which the coyote falls off a cliff wearing an Acme bat costume)