wotd: slake, brought to you by New Belgium Brewery

slake \SLAYK\, transitive verb:: 1. To satisfy; to quench; to extinguish; as, to slake thirst.; 2. To cause to lessen; to make less active or intense; to moderate; as, slaking his anger.; 3. To cause (as lime) to heat and crumble by treatment with water.
intransitive verb:: 1. To become slaked; to crumble or disintegrate, as lime.

My fingers are gummed with E-6000 and Triple Thick and my brain is abuzz with the fumes. I've been working feverishly to finish 9 pairs of bottle cap earrings and 5 bottle cap crosses before the Festival tomorrow. I've indulged in two bottles of New Belgium 2 Below Ale to slake my thirst and my work. Funny, again, how that word means two things. Though I'm feeling fine---from the fumes and the brews---my work has disintegrated. I know I'm stretching the intransitive verb usage, but it fits tonight. Stretch it.

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sulu-design said…

I'll take anything brought to me by New Belgium. Anxiously awaiting your report on the sale. Happy Easter!

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