Each week, The Sun's John McIntyre presents a moderately obscure but evocative word with which you may not be familiar -- another brick to add to the wall of your working vocabulary. Use it in a sentence in a comment on his blog, You Don't Say, and the best sentence will be featured next week.
This week's word: HARUSPICY
At the beginning of a year we are particularly given to pondering the future, trying to discern what it holds for us. And our various professionals -- economists glibly forecasting prosperity or doom, journalists and politicians calculating the odds for presidential candidates in an election nearly two years off -- exercise their specialties.
Foretelling the future -- divination -- has always had its classes of experts practicing specialized techniques, one of which is haruspicy (pronounced ha-ROOS-pi-see), the interpretation of omens by examining the entrails of sacrificial animals. The Roman official who plied this trade was a haruspex. (If you want, say an haruspex, but I'm not going into that issue here.)