So, there I was, enjoying breakfast with my accordion on the screen porch when I began to wonder what the collective noun might be for a group of accordions. You know, a pride of lions, a bevy of beauties, a murder of crows – that sort of descriptive noun.
Hmmm . . . off to my laptop and a scouring of Wikipedia for help.
OMG! They have an entire alphabetical list of collective nouns by subject and it's a goldmine of poetic inspiration. That's not just a mess of tools on the workbench, it's a morning of hammers. Whenever polar bears gather, they form an aurora. And, I hope before I die I find myself in the company of a neverthriving of jugglers.
My favorite would have to be a vomit of goblins. Isn't that just the perfect description for a group of, oh let's say, wingnuts? Michelle Malkin, Bill O'Reilly, Ann Coulter, Jay Podhoretz – such a deliciously descriptive naming – and you can throw-in those Vatican leaders, too.
I'm starting a Vomit of Goblins Award for most hateful spewing of a wingnut. Think I'll make it a Friday feature.
And the gathering of accordions? No luck finding an answer to that one. Yet.