Tina loved the very first page of a book. After the cover, before the title, before any review quotes or bibliographies, author’s bios, copyright information, there it was, that first page of the book, blank and unsullied and pristine.
It wasn’t even a page by most people’s reckoning. Just the back of the cover, neither in the book nor out. A nul page, anti content.
There was so much potential in the emptiness. Tina trembled with anticipation. Anything could happen from here.
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Intended simply to perplex and confound the recipient via the absence of meaning, Vexigrams are a gift that remind us all, even if only fleetingly, of the limits of language. Every Vexigram shall be as exasperating to say as it is to hear, see, read, or use.
Vexigram – something that resembles a word but contains no meaningful idea or any possible use, especially those which do so in a particularly irritating way
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Thermometer racing. That was their new game. The four of them had all spent this week’s pound on a thermometer each and now they were home they left them in the sun so they could play this new sport they’d just invented where your thermometer had to beat their thermometers to the highest temperature of the day (while also accruing points for reaching significant milestones along the way).
Thermometer racing. They all agreed this game wasn’t just the worst game ever but the worst idea ever too. The worst idea any of them had ever had. The greatest waste of their money and their time and their lives and an entire Saturday ever ever ever.
Thermometer racing. Even the name was awful. They’d said thermometer so many times by now it made them all feel sick but still they couldn’t stop saying it because they were trapped in some delirium loop now, too furious to stop.
Thermometer racing. The only thing about it they couldn’t agree on was whose idea it was in the first place. The arguments about that, at least, were worth every penny.
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