Attempts to resolve the Quandary:
1
One day before I was to defend my PhD dissertation in organic chemistry, I arranged a rendez-vous with a barber to shave in my beard a pattern in the form of an olympicene, my favorite hydrocarbon, but the tonsorial result was so incondite that the jury dismissed me as “apparently more interested in the exploits of Michael Phelps than in those of Nobel winning chemists Richard F. Heck, Ei-ichi Negishi and Akira Suzuki”.
(by Sami)
2
I must have sent my lab partner a rather incondite text message about a rendezvous later that day for a tonsorial procedure -- which would involve braiding my long blonde hair into an olympicene molecule we had studied the week before in O.C. class, putting me in the mood for watching the long hours of the summer Olympics opening ceremony -- so instead of showing up with hair pins and couch potato munchies, she brought a half gallon of chocolate ice cream to soothe my sore throat after the tonsillectomy.
(by wordgirl)