This morning, as I lay semi-wakeful at the Highlands Inn—we had gone to the wedding of Michael and Catherine Giel in Decatur last night and decided not to drive home— I had an interesting dream. I was either working on a website or standing at a smartboard, and I was defining what essentially were nonsense words. One of them stuck in my mind, and I wrote it down upon arising.
The word is vuking, and what I remember most vividly was belaboring the pronunciation. It is, I am informed, pronounced VOO-king (not view-KING as some would have it), and after a couple of repetitions it dawned on my what a tremendously useful word it may become.
Feel free to add it to your vocabulary.