April 10 Word of the Day: Maxxing
eyewearmaxxing
to position glasses in each room of the house, memorably, thus obviating the
need to search the house top to bottom each time a pair of your glasses is
misplaced or ‘goes missing’, thus also inspiring a growing appreciation of the
art and science of glasses-making, optometry as it were, frames, tints,
dependability
hairmaxxing
to comb the remaining white locks into waves providing room for air to flounce
and sun to dry them into a respectable and resilient shape, without counting
each hair knowing there are less than this time last year and who is counting,
streaming from under a tweed cap
monographmaxxing
to surround the reader with eight, nine, ten books of current interest their
contents leading at the very least to interest if not next level contentment,
available for attention over the short term such as a suspended haiku, medium
term the essay as it should be, awe long term the Russian or similar who just
talks like that, truly, leading even to satisfaction, thrills, revelation, awe
again
napmaxxing to rest shuteye as advised ideally
twenty minutes before rems rev-up, thus restoring the zizzy or dizzy or tired
mind with a while, else a longer siesta fifty minutes say after hard work in
the hot sun and beating rain, then to jettison that tiresome dream for a new
touch of reality
silentmaxxing
to maximise the times of available quiet away from the noise of the world
demanding our hearing with its mindless intrusions of leaf blower hours and
supermarket thrash and hormuz buzz and endless ads and helicopters overhead
slowmaxxing
to reduce the speed with which anything is done, not running to catch a train
but slowing down to catch the next one, moving from one task to the next with
an eye to every detail of the task and an enjoyment of these small details
known from a lifetime’s experience
vinylmaxxing to pack the stack of tracks wax
appeal for hours, recordings both new, platters of fluoro wizardry, and old, a
scratch on track three and undulations still keeping intact the thirties première,
until day turns the turntable into even and the needle drops one more time to a
moving voice from another age
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