Bodacious




‘Bodily, totally, root and branch,’ a phrase pressed into one word, ‘bodyaciously’ is given as the etymology for this word: slang from South Carolina. 

Bodacious, in use from 1837 or earlier, may also be a blend of bold and audacious: a word composited from two synonyms.

It was also the name of a bull famous for head butting rodeo contestants.

Comedic chaos.

Language should be this: like us: it requires play to fully live. 







Comments

  1. Jo3 April 2015 at 00:09

    Love it. Especially the bit about the bull. Funny thing to call him. I've heard the word, probably when in North Carolina. I love word origins.

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  2. Jo3 April 2015 at 00:17

    How's this for coincidence I went from your blog to Nancy Mock's Hungry Enough to Eat Six and what does she do, wishes her dad a bodacious birthday. http://hungryenoughtoeatsix.com/2015/04/b-is-for-black-white-sandwiches-from-arrow-book-of-easy-cooking

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  3. The Cranky3 April 2015 at 01:19

    I'd read somewhere, years ago, that it was based on the historical figure of Boudicca. I prefer your playful interpretation.

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    1. Lisa Southard3 April 2015 at 20:33

      Boudicca is a more impressive historical source though- I want this to be true!

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  4. Stephen Tremp3 April 2015 at 02:16

    There was a guy back in the day who used that word every sixty seconds. We'd laugh as he was a funny guy and that's really all he added to a conversation.

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    1. Lisa Southard3 April 2015 at 20:37

      This word is often overused- but mostly with good humour :-)

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  5. Cygnus3 April 2015 at 04:45

    Why does this bring to mind the gnarly, radical Jeff Spicoli? :-)

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  6. Geo.3 April 2015 at 04:54

    I first read the word in the mid-1950s in the Sunday newspaper comics --which is where I learned reading-- in Al Capp's strip "Li'l Abner". Bodacious meant something powerful and pleasant and I have not found it necessary to further define it. I sure appreciate this expanded etymology in your post, though. We are bodacious, Lisa!

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  7. Unknown3 April 2015 at 12:26

    That's one Bodacious Bull! Just a suggestion, but the comment button on your blog is really hard to see. You may want to change the color so you get more comments! :-)

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    1. Lisa Southard3 April 2015 at 20:47

      Thank you Lauren- valid suggestion! Blog is due some sprucing so that can go on the To Do list :-)

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