It's been a good week for portmanteau sightings. I snapped the first two pics in my neighborhood:
Apologies for the blur. The Tanknology truck—the company name is a portmanteau of tank and technology—was making a pit stop at a local service station.
I saw a different State Farm portmanteau ad on the side of a Muni bus in San Francisco:
There was a Snacktrition (snack plus nutrition) display at the checkout at Marshall's in San Leandro:
In other portmanteau news, word maven Mark Peters devotes a column to word blends, including one I hadn't heard of: pizzly (the offspring of a polar bear and a grizzly). I did, however, know about pizzled, a portmanteau of "puzzled" and "pissed off," and pizzle, which is something else altogether.
To blend, perhaps to croak: Linguist Arnold Zwicky on the giant portmantoad.
Here's how I knew portmanteaus would loom large this week: Monday's poem of the day on public radio's Poetry Almanac was "Portmanterrorism," by Nick Lantz. It starts like this:
Would it make a difference to say we suffered
from affluenza in those days? Could we blame
Reaganomics, advertainment, the turducken
and televangelism we swallowed by the sporkful,
all that brunch and Jazzercise, Frappuccinos
we guzzled on the Seatac tarmac, sexcellent
celebutantes we ogled with camcorders while
our imagineers simulcast the administrivia
of our alarmaggedon across the glocal village?
More word blends at A Daily Portmanteau, which accepts original submissions.