Last night I was going through some old files, wondering why the hell I keep all this crap anyway, when I came across an old photocopy from my mom that proves exactly why I keep all this crap. Packrats of the world, unite!
It's a page from 'Schott's Original Miscellany' with a section called 'Nouns of Assemblage', and some of them are so cool - either because they're poetic or they sound like they have a good story behind them.
A few faves:
- a malapertness of peddlers
- a gang of elk
- a murmuration of starlings
- a wildnerness of monkeys
- a chattering of choughs (WTF is a chough? Ah - a type of bird. I love you, interwebs.)
- a cete of badgers
- a bench of bishops
- a murder of crows
- a pontification of priests
- a rag of colts
- an exaltation of larks (beautiful!)
- a drift of swine
- a stud of mares
- a parliament of rooks & owls
- a glozing of taverners
- a business of ferrets
- a drunkship of cobblers
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Those are great... And I totally agree about pulchritude!!! Like sputum in its ugliness. At least it makes sense that sputum and mucus are ugly words. Pulchritude? Rough times, plague years.
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