Guten morgan, all you QRW lovers! Today marks the beginning of an annual rite of sweat here in Chicago: Lollapalooza. A three-day orgy of music, food, weird t-shirts, armpit stains and booze, this is my fourth year and I’m freaking excited. What better way to kick off rocking out with our cocks out than with Word Porn?

In honor of the orgasmoganza, word porn this week has a particular theme. Enjoy.

Praxis

Any devotees will know my love of words with rarely used consonants. Oh X, you lovely letter. Remember when you were the name of the shady government source in the 2-4th seasons of X-Files? Good times, until you got gacked. Anywho, praxis means the practical application of a theory. Hmm. Let’s extrapolate this bad boy into a Lolla-gag.

Roddy boasted loudly of his staying power when it came to wading through the three-day schedule of bands across a mile of terrain. He planned to crisscross to see every band he possibly could. But after a few hours of running through sand and crowds and political rhetoric, he collapsed long before Radiohead’s triumphant night 1 show. Long on theory, short on praxis, his friends said as they rocked out over his passed out body.

Grog

Some words just conjure up an image. This makes me think of rowdy dark age pubs where you’d get a pint, a pinch, and a punch. Grog means liquor, and occasionally rum weakened with water. You can see where this is going, my dearies.

Fueled by grog and little else, Stacey stood under the corrosive sun and shook herself around in time to the beat. At the hospital later, treated for heat stroke, third degree scalp burns, and dehydration, she smiled at a good day.

Zenith

Hey I know this one! That’s the brand of my TV! Or, it was…I vaguely recall fuzzy VCR recordings of Dirty Dancing and the Dolly Parton/Kenny Rogers Holiday special playing on a Zenith… Actually, zenith means culminating point, highest point, acme. I guess that Parton/Rogers this was a zenith on a Zenith! Ho ho ho, I kill myself. Let’s move on.

As the sun set on the thousands of weary, burned, intoxicated, and adrenaline-fueled fans, Nine Inch Nails took the stage. The three-day festival came to its zenith when Trent Reznor spotted a lone redhead in the crowd and brought her on stage to caress lovingly.

…Ok, so I like my NIN. And perhaps I let my daydream invade the word porn space. But it could happen, right?? Here’s hoping for Sunday night that’s good for us redheads.

That’s it, folks! If you’re in Chicago and heading to Lolla, remember this: apply and reapply that smelly sunblock. And rock out.

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