Haarlem stake (phr.) an extremely tall, thin Dutchman obstructing your funky moves by standing stock still on the dancefloor, holding a beer, with his elbows therefore at exactly the right height to poke your eye out. Congregate in groups of twenty or more.
An awesome night out in Groningen on Saturday was afflicted by hoards of these. Seriously, Dutch people are just egregiously tall; and they really need to learn to shake their stuff or get out of my boogietastic way.
vingilance (n.) the paranoid monitoring of one’s own speech due to having had one or two glasses of wine at the start of a formal reception or dinner; not enough to cause inebriation but sufficient to become hyper-alert to one’s tendency to run one’s mouth off when inebriated. Usually leads to more stilted conversation than if one had had no wine at all, or too much.
As I was at a dinner at All Souls College last night with the great and good of Arabic literary studies, including the editorial board of my publishing gig, I was expecting to find myself in a vingilant state for most of the evening; however it turns out that the wine at All Souls is really rather good, and I quickly segued into the mouth-off-running condition after all.
underhungover (adj.) being in the condition, after a somewhat steamy night out, of feeling suspiciously unpained and clear-headed the following morning; usually symptomatic of being still inebriated. Differs from gintrospection (q.v.) in that it occurs at one’s usual rising time, and is accompanied by a sense of well-being and relief.
Fortunately, being nowhere near as debauched as the pose I like to strike in my online persona, underhangovers are a rare occurrence for me.