Coining a New Word

Dioramageddon.

Which means: “A scale model representation of the end of the world.”

At this very moment (5:17 pm, 11/11/07), this word is nowhere to be found on Google. I claim it for my own!

Yes, it has something to do with my Creation Museum visit. You’ll see why, soon enough.

22 Comments on “Coining a New Word”

  1. Live Search says: “Were you looking for: Dior Armageddon”

    Which is presumably when we are all uplifted and those found wanting are put on the rack.

  2. changterhune – Before you hear lies from Chang Terhune himself, we thought we’d tell you the truth: without us, his old action figures, he’d be nowhere. He loved science fiction from way back and began reading it at an early age, but it was through us that he acted it all out. That’s what led to the writing. He watched a lot of science fiction shows like Star Trek, U.F.O, and movies, too. But we were always there to do his bidding. And it’s like they say: you always forget about the little people on your way up. Oh, the 70’s and early 80’s with him were good times! He’d use these blocks and make all the crazy buildings for us to be in his stories. I gotta say the kid’s imagination was pretty damn fertile. Oh, he had friends, but they just weren’t into it like him. He was like the Lance Armstrong of action figures. And of science fiction. At first, when he began writing in the eighth grade, we didn’t mind. He still made time for us. And we knew that when he was holding us in his sweaty little hands and he got that far off look in his eye, he’d come back to burying us in the back yard or - god forbid! – blowing us up with firecrackers. But it was worth it for a part in one of those stories. We loved him for it. He kept us around even when we were minus a leg or two - or even a head. In that mind of his, he found a use for all of us. Then he discovered girls. October, 1986. It was like the end of the world. One day we’re standing in the middle of this building block creation he’d pretended was some marble city on a planet near Alpha Centauri and the next we were stuck in a box in the closet. Not even a “See ya later!” Nope, it was into the closet, then we heard some high-pitched girly-giggles then silence. We didn’t see him for years. We got word about him once in a while. Heard he took up writing, but it was crap like “The Breakfast Club” only with better music. We couldn’t believe it. Not Charlie. What happened to those aliens with heads he’d sculpted out of wax? Spaceships? Those complex plots? All gone. For what? You guessed it: Girls. Emotions. “Serious fiction.” I tell you, it was like hearing Elvis had left the building. During our two decade exile in the closet, we heard other things about him. He went to college. He wrote a lot, but not much he really liked. We knew it even then. It was like he didn’t dare write science fiction. Some of us had lost hope and just lay there. Others kept vigil, hoping for a day we didn’t dare speak about. Then we heard he’d stopped writing in 1996. Did he come to reclaim us? No. He took up music for ten years or so. He took up yoga. Once in a while, he’d visit us in the closet. But it was half-hearted. His mind was elsewhere. Then one day, he really did come back for us. One second we’re in the dark and the next thing we know we’re in a car headed for Massachusetts. Suddenly we got a whole shelf to ourselves out in broad daylight! Then he bought a bunch of others form some planet called Ebay. He’d just sit and stare at us with that old look. But why were we suddenly back in the picture? He had a wife now, who didn’t mind that he played with us. So what had happened? Turns out he’d never forgotten about those stories. He’d been thinking about all of us and the stories he’d made up and then remembered he’d been a writer once. From the shelf we could see him typing away. Before long he’s got a whole novel together! Then he’s working on another one. Word is there are two more in the planning stages! Some short stories, too! It’s good to see him using his imagination again. Its good to know he never abandoned us. He returned to his true love of science fiction. We hear the stories are pretty good. Someday we’ll get one of the cats to score us a copy of the manuscript. Man, it’s good to be out of the damn closet! --- I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me
    Chang O.C., the Original Changsta

    I think that was the name of the band who put out that album “Adorable Nexus of Chaos.”

  3. So the hostage negotiator says, “Well, well, Mr. Serial Killer. What are your prospects now that the SWAT team has your hide-out surrounded?”

    And the killer says, “It looks like I’m either gonna di-oramageddon life in prison!”

    Hah! Hey, remember to tip your blog host. Thanks; I love ya!

    [*bows, blows kiss to the balcony, and TriceraStomps off stage*]

  4. I envision something like a giant, Doc-Martened foot poised above a tiny blue Earth. Possible a tiny blue-dyed egg, so kids can buy one for a quarter (there has to be a machine) and put it under, and penny-press it with the Steel-Toed Boot of God.

  5. Why do I suspect that Athena has a diabolical new project assigned to her?

    And if you do manage to convince me that Armageddon’s on the way, I’m going to become Psuedocidal: having thoughts of self-termination, but too apathetic to follow through.

    Hah! Take that, you word-coining guy, you!

  6. Google currently thinks that I am wondering about the goremageddon, which is perhaps a band, but I was hoping was actually what the climate change non-believers were calling global warming. Goremageddon: The end of the world as predicted by Al Gore.

  7. lannalee – Westbrook, Maine – Lanna Lee Maheux is a speaker, podcaster, actor, geek, silly person, femme fatale, singer, lover, twit, and recovering Stand-Up Comic. Host of the podcast Lounging with LannaLee. Since 2010 she has co-hosted The Lex and Lanna Show with Alexis Lyon. In 2011 she and her husband Edmund, started their own bi-weekly podcast, The Bureau of Awesome.
    Lanna Lee Maheux-Quinn

    I totally want to see Dioramageddon!

    I love this feeling I have. This warm, fuzzy feeling. And it’s all because I was one of the people who (forced) encouraged you to go to the Creation Museum in the first place. (Best 5 bucks spent. Ever!)

  8. I kept reading it as dinoramageddon, which is even worse…like having to make a diorama of dinosaurs going extinct or something.

  9. It’s hard to picture a diorama that could beat a full motion video of Rex’s omnivorous experimentation… I’m anxious to compare. :)

  10. Funniest. Definition. Ever.

    You do know, though, don’t you, John, that they don’t call it Creationism anymore – they call it Intelligent Design.

    Their argument has evolved, y’see . . . >:-)

  11. Update:
    Thursday, Nov 15. 2040 hours, MST
    Google reports 24 instances of “Dioramageddon”

    thought you might like to know

  12. “If this is the end of the world, Armageddon sick of it!” –Robert Heinlein in “Farnham’s Freehold”

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